My grandmother has been on my mind a lot lately. She passed away a little over two years ago, but this fall I was going through a box of old papers and found the last birthday card she sent me. I think I was taken aback because I didn’t realize that I still had the card. Since she has been on my mind, I decided to replicate one of her recipes. I thought I’d pick a holiday themed recipe. I asked my cousins which ones of the them had her fudge recipe. Yes, I could have gotten a fudge recipe off the internet, but I wanted to make hers. After my cousin brought me the recipe, I trekked to the grocery. I brought home the ingredients and measured them out.

Her recipe is unlike any other fudge recipe I have every seen; she made it in the microwave. I followed the instructions and the first batch was a bust. The butter burned the sugar on the bottom. Threw it out. Not one to give up easily, I measured out the ingredients again. This time the sugar was fine, but the texture is off.

Tomorrow is another day, another trip to the store and another batch of fudge. Wish me luck.