Forgotten
I had forgotten how sticky things can get when one is making candy with sugar and syrup. I was determined to step out of my comfort zone with treats this Christmas. All I had to loose was perhaps 5 lbs of sugar and a lot of stirring over boiling goodies.
The cocoa fudge did turn out and it tastes just like what my Grandma Laura would make. It is a grainy surgery finish. Back then, cocoa was the thing to bake and cook with. I don’t think chocolate chips were abundantly available, more so the bar of bitter sweet chocolate to shave off what was needed. Indeed a flavor from times back.
I had some evaporated milk left from the 12 oz can, so today I tried my hand at milk chocolate chips and marshmallow cream out of a jar. It’s too soon to tell. Getting my sticky dishes cleaned up is always a good thing to do. Hot sudsy water does soak its way through the worst of it, you just can’t rush it.
It’s always sad to learn when an old friend and neighbor passes away. Martin Duesterhoff was such a good person. He lived just a bit up the gravel road to the southeast. He and his wife Fern never had children. The entire community had him as a fellow that could be counted on. Martin passed away at age 96.
I went down into the basement today and the fact that it got a good cleaning yesterday, gave me the best feeling. It’s all tidy! The sewing machine is taking a vacation until after Christmas. I have no doubt I will keep busy as well. Tomorrow, after a quick visit to the VA clinic here in town, we will be heading to New Ulm to pick up the little red pickup from the spa treatment. Exciting to say the least.
Hmm. It’s supper time. I did pull out a pan of refrigerator rolls from the oven. They should go well with some chicken tenders, fried potatoes and green peas. A supper fit for this candy-making queen . . oh I am sure Dennis will enjoy it as well.