sweet stuff

I only make this sweet stuff at Christmas and then give most of it away.   But, this year it was too loud to have in the cupboard - it kept calling my name, know what I mean:}    So now it rides around in the trunk of my car.    I can't hear it calling any more.      The words of Frances Hunter came to mind while I was indulging myself, " a moment on your lips and forever on your hips".   She had it just about right.         Fudge, carmel, peanutbrittle (I could eat it all day) will find its way to the Christmas plate but not until the family arrives to help pack it away.