I've known my husband and his family since I was about 15 years old. One holiday season, thinking I'd bring the family a treat, I made a batch of the well-known "Never Fail Fudge", using marshmallows in the recipe. While the fudge disappeared by midday at the house of my then-boyfriend's family, his father informed me that fake fudge didn't hold a candle to his grandmother's Legendary Fudge. I shrugged it off, but the topic would come up periodically through the years: Oh the deliciousness! Oh the failed-yet-noble-attempts by his wife!
