Monday, December 24, 2012
My grandmother used to send us divinity, fudge, fruitcake and a few other foods for Christmas. My mother alwas rationed what she gave to us, saving most of it for herself.
Fudge is so easy to make in the microwave or buy someplace, I say, 'I'll get it later.' I just have to hide it from my diabetic husband because he has no concept of serving sizes.
Divinity is an entirely different situation. It is hard to make or find and my husband does not like it. Usually when I find a package, he says 'we don't need it' meaning: I don't like it, don't buy it. A couple of weeks ago, I was out alone, I bought a 10 oz. pkg. of 'bites'. Today as I was taking 2 pieces (80-90 cal), he looked at the package and said, 'I don't want that.' I just shrugged and put the package away. As I nibbled it, I felt like Christmas past. Divinity is meant to be savored, not gulped.