Now, as I have spent the past two and a half years painstakingly outlining, I am a woman with a few vices. Health vanity? Check. Leopard print lust? Sure thing. Hairspray? Color me guilty.
Food…where do I even begin? Short ribs and carrot cake and pig in a blanket, oh my. But you know this. You get me. You really do.
One thing that I have never craved is candy. Sure, of course, if it is in the office, I will eat it. I find this to be more representative of my complete lack of impulse control than a true love of candy, though. At CVS or the grocery store, never has a Snickers or Baby Ruth called my name. I am thankful for this; I have enough problems.
Yet, despite my ambivalence regarding candy, I recognize most people love it. Hence, when I bring a treat in to work, it is nice to cart in some fudge. It is easy, cheap, and I won’t be tempted to scarf half a batch. This recipe is on most cans of condensed milk and is so simple, I almost didn’t share. Does this even count as a recipe? All I know is anyone can make this and with holiday parties around the corner, it is a helpful treat to have up your sleeve. Swap in anything you want in here; nuts, dried fruit and other candies would all work. It is tasty, but so sweet; teeth achingly so. If I had a dollar for every time someone said “this is awesome, but it hurts my teeth”, I would a rich woman..or at least able to buy more leopard print.
Reece’s Fudge
Recipe found on condensed milk cans, all over the internet, in your grandma’s recipe file

1 can condensed milk
1 bag high quality semi sweet chocolate chips
1/2 stick butter
1 pinch salt
Reece’s pieces
Line an 8×8 pan with wax paper. Over medium heat mix together condensed milk, chocolate. butter and salt until melted. Make sure to stir constantly. Remove melted chocolate mixture from heat. Stir in candy pieces. Pour in to pan. Top with more candy.
us and we invited her in to our conversation. Now, she seemed harmless enough. I am not one to think it too odd when someone sits alone at a bar as I have been known to do it myself. It was a bit weird that she was alone on a Friday night, but hey, whatever.