Oh, caramels–how I adore thee. And yet, you aggravate me to no end. So sweet and chewy. But such a pain to make. What’s a caramel loving girl to do?
Girl up and make them, I guess. 😀
I adore homemade caramels; they are so unbelievably good. But they deeply scare me. Candy making always seems more like a science than an art. And science was never my best subject. There seems to be so many opportunities for things to go wrong, including my irrational fear that my candy thermometer might go boom.
It took me a long time, but I mostly conquered my fears of making caramels. I looked at a lot of recipes and finally chose this one from Mel’s Kitchen Cafe because every recipe I’ve tried from her has been a keeper. And it was an old family recipe. I’ve got nothing against new recipes, but there is a reason why we treasure family recipes.
The caramels turned out quite delicious, and it’s rather shocking that I haven’t made myself ill from my constant nibbling. They are rich, sweet, chewy and 100% addictive. The only bummer is I scorched the bottom of my pan, which has been a pain to clean, but I stop complaining about it every time I bite into a luscious caramel.