My Accidental Fab-Favorite #Holiday Fudge #Recipe
by J. Rose Allister
I make no secret of the fact that I’m a die-hard chocolate fanatic.
(Even if I did, I fear my waistline might give me away.) Although I sneak
chocolaty treats into my diet all year long, there’s one mega-indulgence that I
only bring out during the holidays. It’s a creamy, super easy fudge recipe that
was elevated from great to fabulous one year by accident. I sent my husband to
shop for the ingredients, and he came home with milk chocolate chips instead of
my trusty old semi-sweet. I tried them out with a skeptical heart, and the
results rocked our world.
This fudge comes as close as I’ve ever gotten to duplicating my
absolute childhood favorite: the pan fudge sold at the candy stores at Disneyland.
Yum. Even better, it only requires four ingredients and no candy thermometer.
Ingredients:
24 ounces
(approx. 1 ½ bags) of milk chocolate chips
1 can (14 ounces)
sweetened condensed milk
¼ tsp salt
1 tsp vanilla
Directions:
In heavy saucepan over low heat, melt chocolate chips together with
sweetened condensed milk and salt. Stir constantly to avoid scorching. As soon
as chips are melted, remove from heat, stir in vanilla, and pour into a greased
8x8 inch pan. Chill until solid, cut into squares.
Makes about 24 squares (depending on the size of your cuts!)
Optional: add a handful of chopped nuts OR substitute the ½ bag of
chocolate chips with flavored chips of your choice or about ½ cup nut butter.
Holidays
Bite
By J.
Rose Allister
An erotic paranormal holiday romance
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What goes together more
naturally than vampires and Christmas?
When an annual holiday tradition turns into a near-fatal accident,
Stephanie regains consciousness to find herself alone in a cabin with her
rescuer, Thomas—a man who is gorgeous, dangerously sexy...and undead.
Despite the winter storm and her injuries, she knows she should
run. So why does she keep winding up in the powerful, seductive embrace of the
vampire who has exiled himself from humans to avoid his worst time of year for
temptation?
“...more than
just a Christmas tale...this is a story that can be read multiple times because
it has so many rich layers to be discovered.” –Happily Ever After Reviews
Excerpt:
Stephanie walked
out of the bathroom with as little limp as she could muster, thankful when a
flood of adrenaline aided the cause. She wanted to give the impression she was
less helpless and pathetic than the picture she’d painted thus far. Thomas
stood by a newly stoked fire, and she ignored his searing gaze while she headed
for the couch. Her socks, boots, and parka lay nearby, tempting her. Donning
the latter now would be too obvious, however. She’d have to make a grab for the
coat on her way out.
“Brr,” she said,
making a show of rubbing her arms. “Cold after that shower.” She sat on the
couch and pulled a quilt around her shoulders to give the appearance of settling
in while she tugged on her socks and footwear. “But hopefully I smell better
now.”
“Stephanie.”
She went on
ignoring him and laced her boots tight.
“Stephanie.” He
moved toward her.
“Hmm?”
She threw him a
quick glance and a smile, refusing to meet his eyes. Then he knelt in front of
her and took hold of her chin so she couldn’t look away.
His eyes searched
hers. “I know what you’re thinking.”
“What I’m
thinking?” She tried to keep an innocent tone. “I don’t know what you mean.”
His arched brow
told her he knew she was lying. “You think I’m a vampire.”
She laughed.
“Vampires don’t exist.” Please, God, let
him laugh along. Her smile faded when he didn’t. “So, it’s true then?”
He glanced away,
his lack of response providing all the answer she needed and didn’t want.
She shook her head.
“Guess I didn’t do a convincing job pretending I didn’t know.”
“We can sense those
who see us for what we are. It’s a built-in survival trait.”
“Handy skill.”
“I’m sorry. I
didn’t want you to figure this out.”
She rubbed her arms
again, this time against a true chill. “You’re a vampire. That just figures.”
“What does?”
She raised her
arms. “Oh, just the old Stephanie Mars luck. I go for a simple outing and get
dragged off by a raging creek. I meet the perfect guy, and he turns out to be
an undead monster. No offense.”
His brow rose. “You
think I’m the perfect guy?”
She shrugged. “What
I think is that none of this is really happening. Maybe I bashed my skull so
hard that this conversation is all going on in my head while I’m lying
unconscious in a hospital somewhere. So yeah, if I have to be stuck in a
concussive hallucination, why not include the perfect guy?”
A smile lit his
dark expression out of nowhere and threatened to steal her breath. When white
teeth flashed, she couldn’t help but look for sharp points. She saw none, and
the smile vanished as fast as it had appeared. “So what if it turns out this
isn’t a hallucination?” he said. “What if your so-called perfect guy is real,
and he’s a vampire?”
About J. Rose Allister
I tend to dream up stories while either lying
in bed at night, sitting at my desk at work, or anywhere I happen to be at the
moment. It’s exciting to watch a story unfold, especially when my characters
say or do something unexpected!
When I’m not busy playing chase-the-muse
around my laptop, I enjoy spending time with my family, movies, and reading
books. I rarely go anywhere without a reading device, even if it’s on my phone! I’m also a big fan of chocolate and coffee,
even better together—and best alongside a book!
Author links:
Site: http://jroseallister.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/jroseallister
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