When i was a kid, my dad told me that my favorite candy – the soft caramel bullseyes with the cream center – were essentially just melted sugar with a thick cream frosting in the middle. Which is, for all intents and purposes, true.
So, i took some sugar, heated it up, and poured the bubbly goodness into an ice cube tray, figuring i’d fill them with frosting when they had firmed up some.
And firm up, they did. Into rock solid, glass-like chunks of mildly burnt sugar.
I was devastated. And I couldn’t even say why because then i’d have to explain what happened to the ice cube tray, and relive the heartbreak in the process.
Any mention of the need for a candy thermometer would have spared me this suffering, since we didn’t have one.
Details matter.
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