#Vegan vanilla fudge recipe coconut milk free#

Be sure to get organic powdered sugar, which is naturally vegan. You can also substitute with any liquid sweetener of choice. Traditional fudge will call for corn syrup, so I like to use maple syrup instead. I prefer almond milk, but any plant milk will do, such as coconut, cashew, oat, or soy. You can also use coconut oil if you don’t want to use vegan butter. I like using Earth Balance butter the best. For extra dark fudge, try using Hershey’s specialty dark cocoa powder. Any cocoa powder will do for classic fudge, but personally I like Hershey’s best. I like to use organic cane sugar for this recipe, because regular sugar is typically processed with bone char, and not vegan. And be sure to check the recipe card below for exact measurements. Check out this list with substitutions if needed. The best part is that you only need 7 ingredients to get started.

#Vegan vanilla fudge recipe coconut milk free#

This easy vegan fudge is a foolproof recipe that will make all of your dairy free dreams come true. By swapping out a few simple ingredients, this is a winner that will remain on the nice list for years to come.

Of course, while I still adore fudge, it feels (and tastes) much better to put a vegan twist on a classic treat. It makes me sad that I never really got to know her, but I can pretend we have a crazy cosmic connection when I recreate her thoughtful gift from all those years ago. I definitely think that I channeled some of that same magic, and my Great-Grandma’s lovely spirit, when I made this classic vegan chocolate fudge in my kitchen. Looking back, I’m not really even sure how it managed to get from the middle of America to our house without melting into a solid block of goo, but I suppose there was a little bit of Christmas magic involved (and perhaps lightening-speed shipping?). My parents never made their own fudge so it was many years before I had “the real stuff” again. I spent the next couple of days strung out on this new favorite of mine, and felt quite sulky when it was gone.

Apparently she made it every year, but since I had only met her once, I had been excluded from this traditional indulgence. Inside was an assortment of holiday gifts, but the thing that sticks out the most in my recollection was homemade fudge– wrapped in paper napkins and sealed in an old tin. My Great-Grandmother had sent us a large package, and I opened that box with a sense of urgency and excitement. I can still recall the first time I ever had fudge– I was probably around the age of 6.