My Mom’s Fudge – A Sweet Slice of Holiday Memory That Melts in Your Mouth
There are certain tastes that don’t just feed your body. They feed your soul. For me, that taste is my mom’s fudge. Not store-bought. Not from a mix. But the kind made on the stove, in a heavy saucepan, with a wooden spoon and a whole lot of love. It was her holiday ritual — … Read more