Fudge is a deceptive dessert. It doesn’t look very special – simply cut into cubes of some sort. You can’t always tell whether it is soft or hard by just looking at it. But when it is perfectly smooth and the balance of flavor and sugar is ideal, fudge is heavenly. Tonight, it turned out superb. (Which was a good thing, because last week’s fudge was a disaster) Whether the fudge is yummy or nah, baking with my daughter is a heartwarming occasion.