Here’s a sinful little thing that traditionally, we save for Christmas time. But since we have way too many treats and goodies to make in December, I decided to stretch out the bliss. So we’re making these little devils for Valentine’s Day. We should be spreading out the holidays any-who. Don’t you agree?
I never thought I’d share this one–because, well because I’m actually very selfish at heart. Or maybe it’s because I’m certain that when the whole world reads this recipe–there will be an incredible run on the Symphony bar market…and there won’t be enough to go around…for me. Either thing is true.
Ok, ok…I’ll risk it.
This is a pretty darn simple recipe. So get ready for some complete decadence that there is no excuse for. I mean it.
Evil Fudge Balls
2 lbs. Symphony bar chocolate
8 oz. frozen Cool Whip
Melt chocolate over a double boiler being careful not to even get one teensy tiny drop of water in the bowl. Cool slightly. Spoon the frozen cool whip into a mixing bowl and pour the chocolate over it. Mix on medium speed until well blended.
It will most likely be way too soft to roll, but if you have a small scoop like mine–you could still do it. If not, refrigerate for about 1 hour or until the chocolate is firm enough to spoon and roll into balls.
Drop each fudge ball into a bowl of crushed Vanilla Wafers and coat thoroughly.
Refrigerate in an air tight container and refrain from telling anyone that you made these. I mean, seriously…they’re worth beating somebody up for.
Valentine’s Day should–I suppose, be a day of smushy, mushy, sweetness and therefore who could be surprised that the very best breakfast turned out to be Apple Strudel with real, honest-to-goodness whipped cream on top–for luck.
Oh, you’ve no idea the decadence I’m capable of. I’d show you a picture, but sincerely, that lovely, flakey, cinnamony thing wasn’t on my plate long enough to find the camera…nevermind snap it.
Then to add to the sweetness of the day, my grandbabies–oooh, wouldn’t they howl hearing me call them babies?–came and brought me chocolates…
and a beautiful topiary–I think it’s called a bougainvillea tree. I’ll have to do a bit of deep, dark research to find out how to keep from killing it. Honestly, though, have you ever seen a more perfect shade of pink?
Then, when evening rolled around, Miss Chompy helped her mama make the most delectable treat of the day–strawberry tarts! My…oh…my they were incredibly good.
And what’s a strawberry tart without real, honest-to-goodness whipped cream on top–for luck?