So, back in December, I was trying to master peppermint fudge.
Which is not to say that I haven't been making peppermint fudge for years. I so have been. But I came up with this new PB fudge where I stacked Reese's cups between layers of fudge (I'm not going to lie... it was pretty fantastic) and it made me think that maybe I should play with my peppermint fudge and see if I could improve it.
I chopped Andes' mints and layered them between and on top of fudge (good... really pretty, but not minty enough). I added minty M&M's to the mix (adorable, with the holiday colors, but the fudge slid right off the candy shell... not so cute when a piece of fudge can't its shape).
And then I had what I was pretty sure the best idea of all time.
York. Peppermint. Patties. Stacked. Between. Layers. Of. Fudge.
It sounds good, right?
But it wasn't.
The peppermint patties made the fudge too... fudgey. It was kind of thick and chewy. And weird.
The flavor was good, and it was beautiful, with the dark chocolate layered against the white/peppermint. But the consistency was off, so I didn't make it again. Instead, I stashed the rest of the bag (the "family-sized bag", mind you) in my pantry and went about my business. ("My business" being that of forgetting the peppermint patties existed, and eating all the M&M's and Cadbury eggs in my house while I was on that stupid no-candy-buying binge from January through March.)
I ran across the half-empty bag the other day. It was like Christmas all over again.
And now... they're gone. Because I have, like, negative self control when it comes to candy.
Story of my life.