Every Christmas my mom sends my 5 daughters, my 2 sisters and I our “share” of fudge. I tell her I prefer the peanut butter, but she is so proud of her chocolate fudge she send me that too. For years I’ve tried to perfect my mom’s peanut butter fudge. I had it once, and every other time I was scooping it by the spoonful in my mouth. Turns out, my mom’s fudge is the gold old Miracle fudge from the side of the Cream Marshmallow jar. I finally got it down to a perfection just how my mom made it! And probably 1000s of others. I had a batch in the fridge setting over night, when I checked on it in th emornign there were 3 different sized, 3 finger scoops dug across my set fudge! The 2 boys and their dad. I guess they loved it just as much as I do. Boys.

TJ Lambert