Tag: Russian Fudge
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Failed fudge. Failed Soap. Ah well, there is always tomorrow.
We don’t see Lulu often. But she is always there. Watching. Just like us. Yesterdays comments were so refreshing. Â You are all wonderful. Here we were (well I was) thinking that our contentment in solitude was in fact ‘Anti Social’ when in fact we are all good and fine and normal little Fellowship hermits in…
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Little Party nibbles: Mama’s Russian Fudge
Every Christmas our mother would make three different kinds of fudges. We would carefully wrap a selection in crackly difficult, transparent cellophane, then we gathered the corners together,  with a red ribbon, tied  in a bow.  We made  a number of little packages. A large number. Us kids would make tiny cards that we attached…

