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Easy Fudge
Every Christmas, no matter what I do, I have the same problem. I try to make Grandma's recipe for fudge, and the taste and texture never turn out the way I remember them. The recipe seems simple enough: milk chocolate, chocolate chips, lots of sugar, some marshmallow creme. But this fudge was special. Grandma and Grandpa (on Mom's side: Ed and Lottie Legutko) kept it in round plastic bins in their cold attic, separated by layers of plastic wrap. Just the thought of it was enough to make me sneak away from my Christmas toys and creep up the stairs of Grandma and Grandpa's house in Lackawanna, New York. I could eat two —sometimes even three —pieces at a time. The recipe, which was little more than a list of ingredients, really, started with Babci (which we pronounced "Bushie," but everyone knew we meant Great-Grandma Tekla Szuba). Grandma and Grandpa cooked the fudge together, because the thicker the hot fudge gets, the harder it is to stir. Grandpa used arms strengthened by years in the steel mills to help with that. My attempts only lived up to my memories once: in 2003, the year Mom and I made it together.
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Save items for future scrapbooking projects as you come across them: family photos, ribbon, old buttons and an original family recipe written by Grandma. For more ideas and supplies, sift through the options at a local scrapbooking supplier or crafts supply store. Several websites offer scrapbooking ideas as well; for starters, check out Scrapbooks Etc. magazine, our sister publication, at www.bhgscrapbooksetc.com.
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