You open the refrigerator, take a piece of chocolaty heaven (fudge), and head out to relax on the couch. You sip your tea and pop the fudge into your mouth. Mmmm...it melts so sweetly. Another sip of tea. And you can't resist the urge. Before you know it, you've hopped off the couch and headed back to the refrigerator for another piece of that chocolaty heaven. This repeats itself several times before you tell yourself that you really cannot eat an entire batch of fudge in one evening. It just wouldn't be right. You really should save some for tomorrow. As it turns out, the thought of a tomorrow with no fudge is the only thing that keeps you from devouring every last bite right now.
You might think this is an exaggeration, but I assure you it is not. Tonight, my husband was enjoying his fourth piece of fudge and singing "You're gonna have to face it: you're addicted to fudge" to the tune of "Addicted to Love" by Robert Palmer. It really is that addicting; it'll make you sing.
We dare you to try it. Then we dare you to stop.
The addicting nature of our fudge is not something for which we can take credit, though. My mom learned the secret to chocolate peanut butter deliciousness from her mom who learned it from her sister. This recipe has been in the family for generations, and for good reason.
~M
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