It is time to indulge with guilt or shame.
Today is National Fudge Day!
This is one cloyingly sweet treat on which She Who Must Be Obeyed and I disagree.
She cannot abide the deliciousness of this (usually) wintry treat and I love it.
Which makes a certain Christmas gift that arrives every year mine, all mine!
When I was a wee lad in Frozen North Dakota there was always plenty of fudge produced from the kitchen of my mother, as well as mothers all around town.
So I grew up eating Chocolate Fudge.
And the snow white and even sweeter Divinity.
And a sort of butterscotch flavored one called Penuche.
I have recently learned that SWMBO dislikes butterscotch too.
This revelation came as she was tucking into a bowl of Heath Bar Ice Cream, which is described as "chunks of real HEATH bar nestled in toffee-flavored Breyers with a sweet caramel swirl for a dessert that can't be beat."
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