Day 22 1/2 Grandma's fudge

I miss my Grandma so much.  She's almost been gone for 5 years and I just had the tears well up on me when I finally got this fudge right.  I remember watching her make it in her kitchen and we'd sit around waiting for it to cool and it would be gone in like 10 minutes. 

Grandma's kitchen was my favorite place in the world. When people have told me to think of my "happy place", that's what I picture.  It wasn't the most beautiful of kitchens, in fact, it was basically falling down all around us, but it was where I spent so many happy times.

Grandma, you wouldn't have any idea what a blog is, but I am mentally sending you this fudge. I wish you were here to enjoy it with me and the rest of the family tonight.  I'm trying to keep us together for you.