Here we are, 1AM on Christmas Eve morning, and Ponz has decided to whip up a batch o' fudge. Not just any ol' fudge, mind you – but ooey, gooey, chocolatey chocolate fudge. We're out of marshmallows, she says. What kind of fudge can fudge be without them? I'm a peanut butter fudge fan, myself. Not that I eat fudge all that often, because I don't. Too much sugar makes me a little wacky. We'll see how her fudge fares against the best fudge I've ever eaten. Yes, I'll eat her fudge – out of love. Isn't that what a good boyfriend is supposed to do? The sacrifices we have to make… for those of you who love to bake. Anybody got any good fudge recipes she can print out? Eh, by the time you read this, half of the fudge pan will have been eaten.