OH FUDGE!!!

Little moments in our life make it all worth it, even if we don't really know what it is. Today was the last day of my legitimate classes and after a long day at work and taking an exam, I went to Marissa's house to pick her up. Discussing her cookbook for a little while we went down to Broulim's to pick up some ingredients, which we in the end didn't buy, but that's because of a miracle that happened on main street. In between the bread and the vegetables, walking to the cashier holding a basket of bread, juice and milk, a voice from an angel rained down upon us. As we turned, we found that we were standing next to the fudge kiosk. The woman on the other side of the glass ask us if we would like a free sample, suggesting on the side a couple of her preferences, when I quickly alluded to the desire for a free sample of each of the different flavors. In the turn of a moment, this woman had begun dishing up into a bag a sample of each of the flavors, of which there were about fifteen! My eyes shimmered with Christmas spirit, Marissa's eyes rolled, and suddenly the worries of finals, the gym, and fear of heaven and hell withered with the wind.

As my teeth sunk in to the soft delicacies in my grasp, the flavor lasted just long enough to whirl my senses and awaken my tastes giving me that desire for more. Luckily, having a baker for a mom, I learned in my youth how to savor small deserts. As we picked through the fudge slowly, examining the flavors, each one seemed to be a new experience. It has been such a long time since I have had the pleasure of sweets, especially like this. What I think the amount of fudge we received would amount to roughly $10.00 at the store itself.

Fudge is one of those things that reminds us of our youth, when we used to come home to motherly delights cooking in the oven, when you could smell the aroma flowing through the air, finding that feeling that you are finally home. It's a place that we are all searching for, that place of happiness and joy, where everything comes together. It's our story that leads us home, and during this Christmas story, I actually did say Fudge.