- 3 cups (18 oz) semi-sweet chocolate chips
- 1 (14 oz) can sweetened condensed milk
- 2 tbsp unsalted butter
- 1½ tsp pure vanilla extract
- Pinch of salt
- Optional: ½ cup chopped walnuts, pecans, or mini marshmallows
💝 Mom’s secret: “Always use good chocolate. And stir slow—it’s how you fold in the love.”
Step-by-Step Instructions
1. Melt the Base
In a heavy saucepan, combine chocolate chips, sweetened condensed milk, and butter.
Cook over low heat, stirring constantly with a wooden spoon, until smooth and glossy (about 8–12 minutes).
🌟 Don’t rush! Low and slow prevents scorching and ensures silkiness.
2. Finish with Flavor
Remove from heat. Stir in vanilla, salt, and nuts (if using) until fully combined.
3. Pour & Set
Pour into a parchment-lined 8x8-inch pan. Smooth the top with a spatula.
Let cool at room temperature for 2–3 hours (or refrigerate for 1 hour).
4. Cut into Squares
Lift out using parchment overhang. Cut into 1-inch squares with a sharp knife (wipe blade between cuts for clean edges).
💡 For gifting: Wrap each square in wax paper or cellophane.
Tips for Mom-Worthy Fudge
- Use full-fat sweetened condensed milk—low-fat won’t set properly.
- Stir constantly—chocolate burns easily.
- Don’t overheat—once melted, remove from heat immediately.
- Make it ahead: Fudge keeps beautifully for 2–3 weeks in an airtight container at cool room temperature.
- Double the batch: Freeze for up to 2 months—thaw at room temp.
Delicious Variations (Just Like Mom’s Friends Did!)
- Peanut Butter Swirl: Drop spoonfuls of PB into the fudge and marble gently
- Peppermint: Add ½ tsp peppermint extract + crushed candy canes
- Mocha: Stir in 1 tsp instant espresso powder
- Cherry: Fold in ½ cup chopped dried cherries
- Salted Caramel: Swirl in ¼ cup caramel sauce before chilling
Why This Fudge Feels Like Love
This recipe isn’t just about chocolate—it’s about showing up.
It’s the dessert my mom made when:
- My heart was broken
- I aced a test
- Grandma was grieving
- We just needed to sit together and eat something sweet
It’s proof that the simplest gestures often carry the deepest care.
Final Thought: Pass It On
My mom never wrote this recipe down. She just showed me—standing beside me at the stove, her hand over mine, stirring slow.
Now, I’m showing you.
So melt that chocolate, stir with patience, and make a batch that doesn’t just feed people—but connects them.
Made this and felt that wave of nostalgia? I’d love to hear your story—did your mom make fudge too? Share your memory in the comments below. And if you know someone who needs a little homemade kindness, wrap up a square and send it with love.
Because the best recipes aren’t just made—they’re passed on. 💛🍫✨
