When I was pregnant with my first child I had an addiction to root beer floats. I was also addicted to gyros and fat french fries, but those I couldn’t make at home every night! It’s hard to believe that was over 14 years ago. Man, I’m old. Just the reality of that makes me want to grab another bite of these fudge pieces.
I can’t even begin to describe how delicious these taste. One, because I’m a horrible writer…two, because you just have to try them to understand how unique they are! If you eat them cold you may even convince yourself, just a little bit, that you are eating the crunchy part of a root beer float (you know the ice cream with the frozen root beer crystals, yum)!
These were a huge hit in my family. So much so that I’m not sure I should ever make them again. I ate way more than my share, more than several people’s share. Ahhh, but it was so good. And it brought me back to being pregnant with my oldest child. And for just a moment I felt young again. Until I opened my eyes and realized I had 8 loads of laundry to do, dog puke on the carpet to clean up, and 18 extra pounds on my hips.