My nephews are thugs:
Straight out of the Coombe, said their mother. :)
*I made fudge for the first time when I was about 14. Maybe 15, but I think I was 14, shortly after we moved into Kenai. It turned out very very well. Mom said, "Well, hell, I'm never bothering to do *this* again!" and I made a lot of the fudge in the coming years. Mom did too, but I think I probably made more, at least til I went to college. Deirdre never had much reason to. Still, shocking, I tell you! Shocking!