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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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