When I was a little girl, I spent a lot of time at the home of our nearest neighbor. One of my most cherished memories of my time there was making pecan rolls at Christmas time. In the fall, Mrs. Neff would receive a package filled with pecans from the tree in her parents yard at her childhood home in Arkansas. They had been lovingly shelled by her father (Larkin - whom I adored also and have honored by naming my little red doggy after him)
I wish I could remember each and every little step in the candy making process. There was a fudge/nougat that was made and formed into logs. Then sheets of a buttery caramel were made. When the caramel was cooled, the sheets were cut to the proper size for the logs. We then buttered our hands and covered the logs in those thick caramel sheets before covering the caramel with the best pecan halves from the shipment. The rolls were then wrapped in waxed paper and ready for giving as gifts. It was fun, smelled wonderful and was VERY hard for a little girl to not sneak a taste every now and again during the process.
Those days are now long gone, Mrs. Neff and her parents are reunited in heaven. I think of them often and miss them every day. I'm lucky to have those memories. Luckier still to have Hubby who listens to my stories and for more than 30 years now has made sure that Santa tucks a pecan roll into my stocking when I wake up on Christmas morning.