We got to Chip’s parents house this afternoon and Chip’s mom offered us a piece of fudge. Granny always makes fudge and it’s always really good. I didn’t want the peanut butter kind because I do *not* like peanut butter fudge. So, I happily took a piece of the chocolate fudge.
I took it out and did my best not to GAG as I spit it back out! I thought maybe it was chocolate peanut butter fudge for a minute – which I equally don’t like. And then I heard Noah say something about “cheese fudge.”
WHAT? Who puts cheese in fudge??? And then Chip’s mom told me it was Velveeta – which is NOT cheese! Argue that point with me if you must, but I grew up in Wisconsin and I *know* what cheese is. Velveeta is *not* cheese! But seriously – who puts Velveeta cheese in fudge?! It was the most wrong thing that’s happened to me in a long time! (And those of you who know Granny and read my blog are SWORN to secrecy and cannot tell her!)