Fudge, like many other treats, was something that was only made at Christmas in my house. My mom was a practical cook except at Christmas and then she went all out with fruitcakes, fudge, cookies, and things I cannot replicate to this day. The month of December was a flurry of epicurean activity which stopped abruptly on January 2.
At that point we went back to broiled chicken and wedge salad.
To say that I enjoyed the month of December would be an understatement of such gigantic proportions that it would be equal to saying that I simply dislike Monsanto, or somewhat disagree with the direction the government is taking. I lived for Christmastime. By the time my elementary school teachers began sending home math worksheets with reindeer and Santa hats on them I was a quivering mass of anticipation fueled by those enticing aromas that wafted out of my mother’s kitchen.
Fudge was the star of the show, the item that created a release of saliva that nearly dripped from your chin and pooled at your feet. My mother’s fudge was legendary in the neighborhood. My father and I encouraged her to take naps, go to movies, and visit friends so that we could carefully shave off the sides of that creamy chocolaty confection without being detected. Being caught was certain death or at least a well placed whack with the wooden spoon. Dad and I were terrified of the Kitchen Nazi that my mother channeled in December – but not terrified enough to stay away from the fudge. It was that good.
And the experience later served me well when we did recon and other war games in boot camp.
The secret was in the mixture of chocolate used. One type of chocolate will give a one dimensional flavor but three or four will create waves of chocolaty pleasure that the Aztecs could not even imagine.
I am sure that this will become a standard in your house, if it isn’t all ready. It is quite expensive but so worth it. Remember that the fudge will only be as good as the chocolate you put into it so use the best you can afford. Ghiradelli, Scharfen-Berger, etc.