Hot Fudge Sauce
1. 1 cup butter
2. 1/3 cups unsweetened cocoa powder
3. 3 cups white sugar
4. 1 (12 fluid ounce cup evaporated milk
5. 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Combine butter, sugar, and evaporated milk in a saucepan over medium heat.
Bring to a boil for 7 minutes.
Remove from heat; stir in vanilla.
Carefully pour hot mixture into blender for 2 to 4 minutes.
Serve immediately and store in refrigerator
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*This story reminds me of when i had hot fudge as an ice cream topping at Boulder Ridge. *
”You should just JUMP,” I yelled to Hannah as she looked down into the water. She was on a blow up iceberg in the middle of the pond at Boulder Ridge. Finally, Jenna just shoved her down, and then snickered. Hannah screamed, plugged her nose, and then plummeted into the water with a huge ‘SPLASH’. It was the summer of 2011 and the fun had just begun.
It was time for my dad’s annual work party, so I invited the friends I thought would be the most fun to be with. We picked up Hannah, Jenna, and Julianne and headed for Barkhamsted. I had a faint memory from past years. I remembered there being a pool, pond, and rock climbing wall. When we pulled in, a yellow and blue sign read “BOULDER RIDGE.” When we got out of the car, I knew it would be a funny day because Julianne hit her head on an overhanging branch in the parking lot. We trudged across a small but open field to the main deck. Music was blaring and snacky food traveled around. My friends and I packed our belongings away and went off down to the pool area.
After changing into our bathing suits, we went down to the pond. A view of open water and an activity field lay before us. First, we tried out the kayaks. A British lifeguard (who amused us with his unique accent) assisted us with our life jackets. We each grabbed a kayak and paddled off. Struggling to steer, we must have looked like delinquents! Soon after realizing it was a bad idea, we headed back and tried something new. Everyone gathered on the dock and viewed the blow up iceberg. There were handles and pegs making a path to the top. It looked like a tricky task. We finally jumped in after Hannah complained about the fish swimming beneath us. She groaned, “EW there’s fish in the water!”
There was an easy, medium, and hard side of the iceberg. We tried the easy first, and it definitely fit its name. Once everyone was at the top, we either jumped or slid off. After that, we challenged ourselves to the harder sides. Everyone had fun falling off and getting back on, so there were tons of laughs. When we had been there for a while, we swam back and moved to the next activity.
As everyone dried off, we went to the rock climbing wall. Fastening our harnesses and snapping our helmets, we started off. Looking up to the top at 40 feet, everyone put their first foot on the pegs. Jenna, like usual, finished the wall effortlessly and speedily. She got to watch Hannah, Julianne, and I merely fall numerous times. As soon as everyone was up, the next step came into play. Jenna staggered onto the next platform, sat down, and listened to the instructor. She fastened another safety carabineer onto her harness, took a deep breath, and jumped. She rocketed across the zip line like a Frisbee slicing through the air. As she reached the end, she climbed onto the ending platform and went down to watch us. Everyone else followed her, and regained feel of the ground. The zip line definitely dried our hair from being in the pond!
Hannah, Jenna, Julianne and I decided it was time to grab something to eat. We hiked up the hill, up the staircase, around the pool, and to the deck. Food stands were set up like buffets. We all took plates and helped ourselves. Everyone came out with something similar, like corn, macaroni, and chicken. The chicken was tender, with steam blowing up like a delicate puff of smoke. We found a table that was not takien over yet, and dug in to our delicious plates. Macaroni stuffed everyone’s faces; warmed butter tingled on our taste buds. Like always, we chatted about stupid and pointless stories. Our food was scoffed but there was more to come…
Food servers conveyed the tub of ice cream around the servery table. The lines piled within minutes, but luckily we shot to the front. The option of vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry roamed our open minds. Three scoops jumped into our cups. Next, whipped cream, sprinkles, and hot fudge was available. The server dripped the chocolate fudge onto my vanilla scoops. Colorful rainbow sprinkles dashed across the top. Last but not least, a swirl of whipped cream spurted on to top it off. The mixture of chocolate, vanilla, and sugar was gone in minutes. We hung out by the pool for the remaining time, resuming our pointless conversations.
Jenna, Hannah, Julianne, and I look forward to repeat the Boulder Ridge trip in years to come. It was enjoyable to be with my friends on a day doing something unusual. It’s not that often that a group of friends can actually make their plans happen. As you can see, this is why I can easily reflect on this memory. Also, it was a time very unlike the present (during the school year) where we could just be ourselves and not have to worry about a thing. Everyone enjoyed it; we were already making plans for next year.
Submitted by: "Gina W."