tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post7951463405042108429..comments2022-12-10T03:39:20.554-05:00Comments on My Travel Journal: Postscript to "Good Foods...."Mary Lynnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469508742745411315noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post-27188115491872717792011-01-24T13:29:31.303-05:002011-01-24T13:29:31.303-05:00MMmmmmmmm...fudge...MMmmmmmmm...fudge...Januarynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post-34648536437715902032011-01-23T19:50:30.335-05:002011-01-23T19:50:30.335-05:00This reminds me so much of my own mother. She just...This reminds me so much of my own mother. She just LOVED chocolate, but was not supposed to eat it. She was particularly fond of Peppermint Patties and would often pick some up at the grocery store to eat on her way home and then she would hide them under the seat of her Mustang. My brother would frequently clean the Mustang for her and would bring in handfuls of wrappers.Diane Adamsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post-78715229519249003642011-01-23T14:35:00.230-05:002011-01-23T14:35:00.230-05:00Oops, and don't ask me why I said "Michel...Oops, and don't ask me why I said "Michelle" - obviously I was responding to Missy. :)Mary Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05469508742745411315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post-39929730765209851662011-01-23T14:34:20.628-05:002011-01-23T14:34:20.628-05:00You're right - I had forgotten the utility roo...You're right - I had forgotten the utility room cooling. :) I think the test was feeling the bottom of the pan - not hot but warm to the touch...<br /><br />I remember one time Kathy and I decided to try and make a batch and I don't know what all we must have done wrong, but it never did thicken, just stayed soupy. I didn't want Mama to know, so for a week or two I kept it hidden under my bed. I have no idea why!<br /><br />And, Michelle - I appreciate the offer but if I were ever to try it again (which I won't), I'd only put forth the effort for Mama's recipe. :)Mary Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05469508742745411315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post-6910657779749057042011-01-21T08:05:13.373-05:002011-01-21T08:05:13.373-05:00I could never duplicate her fudge either although ...I could never duplicate her fudge either although I certainly tried plenty of times. One thing that you don't mention that I remember is that she always set the pan on the cement, utility room floor to cool down -- but to what temperature? Somehow she knew just the right time to start beating it because if you waited too long, it just solidified in the pan like a brick. I still have her recipe in her handwriting but it doesn't explain the beating. It's fun reading your memories and seeing how they differ from mine -- sometimes a little bit, sometimes a lot and sometimes it's something I have no memory of at all. Sure is easy to agree that her fudge was THE BEST! xoxovrmichiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06746937206881338017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post-16376288704252929232011-01-21T02:12:56.843-05:002011-01-21T02:12:56.843-05:00You can do it, Mary Lynne. It doesn't hurt to...You can do it, Mary Lynne. It doesn't hurt to stop and rest during the beating - I've never been able to keep beating non-stop. What I do is more like stirring than beating, anyway. If you don't find your mother's recipe, I can send you the one I've used since I was a teenager. It uses 3 oz unsweetened chocolate, butter, sugar, corn syrup, and vanilla - probably much like your mother's. It's the best fudge I've ever eaten, when it comes out right. When it's runny and grainy, my sister eats it anyway, so it's never wasted. :-)Melissa Bolinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11947666806768150776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971046987114869505.post-36503805283915853302011-01-20T16:04:21.572-05:002011-01-20T16:04:21.572-05:00...Runs in the family, I'd say, this love of c......Runs in the family, I'd say, this love of chocolate! (And fudge!)Christophernoreply@blogger.com