Let’s talk FUDGE.
When I was little my parents took us on a trip to Gatlinburg, Tennessee to see the Smoky Mountains.
Most notably during that trip, I remember riding the Sky Lift (these giant aerial cable cars that rode over the resort) purchasing my first three beanies babies (I know you’ve got some hiding in your closet!), and navigating the great outdoors.
We also got some of the first and best fudge I’ve ever tasted from a local fudge shop in the downtown area.
My parents carefully unwrapped the wax paper in our hotel, cutting the dense sugary block into small rectangles and handed out samples of Peanut Butter and Chocolate to my sister and me.
No words, friends.
The cliche “it melted in your mouth” is the only semi-suitable description here.