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The following recipe is for Mom's Taffy. This is a delicious
"melt in-your-mouth" taffy that is wonderfully light and
crispy. It is not a chewy taffy. The secret to what makes this
taffy so good is stretching it while it is still very hot. Most
people don't have the stamina and courage to do this.
My mother's mother (Manilla Lundgreen) made this taffy when
my mother (Mona Black) was growing up. My mother has five
siblings, yet she is the only one who mastered the ability and
carried on the tradition. So when we have our bi-annual family
reunions with my mother's brothers and sisters and their families
(her parents are no longer living), everyone (all 150 people)
wants Mom to make her taffy.
When I was younger, I loved to be the child chosen to help
make the final stretch of the taffy as I held on with thumb and
forefinger and backed the length of the room. After we had
stretched it as long and thin as we could, almost to the breaking
point, I would rush to the table so we could lay it out before it
hardened. I seldom noticed how Mom's hands would be red and
sometimes blistered from working with such hot taffy. This was her
personal sacrifice to us because she knew we enjoyed it so much.
After breaking and gathering up the taffy, there would often
be little slivers of the taffy that had broken off left on the
table. We children would try to gather up as much as we could for
ourselves. The end piece of the taffy, where the thumbs and
forefingers had pressed, were also coveted, as we could suck on
them and they would last forever.
This taffy has been made for countless weddings (including
all of her children's) and all other special occasions. Mom is now
in her seventies. She has four daughters and four sons. We have
not yet decided which one of us will carry on this tradition.
We're all a little too wimpy.
But Mom is an amazing woman. She's a wonderful cook and has
worked hard her entire life. Until recent years, she did all of
the cooking for the guests at the Rockin' R Ranch, which she and
my father have built up over the years. She still takes an active
hand in the cooking and other lodge responsibilities.
- Ingredients
- 2 cups sugar
- 3/4 cup water
- 1 teaspoon cream of tartar
- Your choice of flavoring
- Food coloring
Cook on high heat until mixture comes to a boil. Cover with lid
(this helps to dissolve the crystals on the sides of the pan).
Continue boiling on high heat until it just starts to change to a
light caramel color (about 300 degrees or slightly more). Take off
the burner and hold to the light, checking the color to see if
it's done. When done, pour onto 2 buttered plates. Keep one warm
(in a barely warm oven) and work with the other.
You can place the plate you're working with onto cold water to
cool the edges (it only takes a few seconds). With a butter knife,
fold the outside edges in towards the middle until the middle
looks a little firm. Make a dent in the middle and add 1/2 capful
of flavoring (almond for white, mint for green) and 3 drops of
food coloring. Continue folding edges into the center with a knife
until the flavoring and coloring have worked in the candy. Butter
the corner of a bread board and scrape the taffy onto it. Pick up
the candy with your hands immediately and begin working with it by
holding the very ends and stretching and pulling it. It's very
hot! Don't butter your hands. (You won't really need to, and the
butter on your hands could work into the taffy, ruining the
texture.)
The further you can stretch it out each time, the lighter the
taffy will be. Twist it as you stretch it. When it starts to firm
up, have someone hold the other end and stretch it across the room
as long and thin as you can without breaking it. (Make sure you
have plenty of room with a table nearby.) Quickly lay it on the
table, curving it to fit. Immediately make indents with a butter
knife every 3 or so inches. Let cool and break at indentations.
This taffy is wonderfully light and crisp. It is not chewy. Good
luck and have some burn ointment nearby. Oh, and don't forget your
other plate is in the oven.
P.S. There are only two times when Mom couldn't get this recipe
to work, once in Japan and once in Alaska. She's not sure why, but
she thinks it has something to do with the altitude.
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