Once upon a time, there was a young lad with a twinkle in his eye and penchant for shoplifting penny sweets. On the third occasion of being led home by the ear, by the local constable, his mother decided things needed to change. Ahhh, those were the days, eh? Clip round the ear and a crust of bread, roller-skating and Tennents Super.
From that day on, I was bestowed the esoteric knowledge of my fiercely-guarded family recipe for fudge. I never stole another penny sweet again. Over the years it became clear that I was actually making tablet, bit wrong there. So, I dusted myself off, crossed the sticky chasm and invented my own recipe for fudge and it was well good. Ever since, I have been wondering the Badlands as confectionary Ronin, offering my rubber spatula and copper pan to the highest bidder.
What People Say
Oh my fudging face!!! Yea, baby!! Das is zer gut – I don’t even speak German. Wow.
Anon
Oops, I did it again, I just ate some fu-udge. Fudge me baby, one more time.
Schmitney Schmears
Yay, and, so did the fudgemeister bringeth manifold joys unto the persons of Betenlibot.
Ancient wisdom
TC Fudge - homemade Scottish Fudge 