Friday, December 16, 2011
It's my birthright not to screw this up.
My mother makes fudge every Xmas. My whole life she's been trying to show me how so that when she's gone someone can carry on the tradition, but I never paid attention. Tomorrow I am going to try my hand at fudge, because chemo has made her too tired to do it. I'll need to borrow her heavy pan, and maybe the plastic cake pans she uses for it to cool in. Wish me luck, because I heard that if you screw it up you get grainy fudge that never sets up.