The Fudge Kitchen

Lovely fudge! Yum. Loads of flavours and they let you try before you buy!

Such a wonderful little fudge shop! Worth a look in, then wait around to watch them make it, then buy some in a box!

Edit: went back there recently, and it's become a chain store - much less inviting. The prices have gone up as well - pretty horrendous. But you can still watch them make it and try some.

Very friendly staff, free samples, delicious smells and v tasty.

Often wonder how these places still exist that are on busy streets and still give away free samples. Sitting directly opposite King’s College it gets plenty of visitors and even just standing by the window and watching them make the fudge is nearly enough to make you run in and buy it. They have a good selection of flavours, the usual rum and raisin and the not so usual as well. As it’s a speciality store then the prices are a bit higher than buying it in a supermarket but it is pretty good value for money for where it is. Just don’t eat too much though.

If you walk past the Fudge Kitchen, the smell alone will be enough to make your feet wander through the front door. A very small shop, the quality of fudge produced is amazing. You can watch them spread out the liquid fudge on a table at the front of the shop - a sight in itself so sensual that you feel yourself immediately reaching for your wallet, as you know you wont leave empty handed.

If you are overwhelmed with all the different flavours, the staff are always willing to let you have a tester, which often results in you wanting to buy them all!

The staff are very friendly and the fudge fantastic. The pieces are relatively pricy, but definitely worth it, and make a great gift to take to a dinner party.

YUM. This stuff is seriously dangerous, and, unfortunately, none too cheap. But the theatre of watching it being made in front of you is great fun, the range of flavours is outstanding, and it tastes like heaven. Take plenty of samples so you’re quite sure about which one/s to pick!

My step-mum loves this stuff and whenever I am in Cambridge near Christmastime I do indulge for her sake and try for the special offers last time they had a Four for Three offer, but as others have rightly said it is a tad too expensive for a mere whim… I find the making of it fascinating though they make it on a gigantic marble slab in front of you with a large paddle like thing and I do taste the free samples and sometimes take two or three pieces especially if I am going to be buying from them anyway… The rum and raisin is to die for and also the maple and walnut… They have strange ones too like lemon meringue and personally I love the soft texture but for some of you hardy fudge eaters you may find it too soft and gooey!!!

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If you have ever tasted real fudge then you know this has got the consistency of dishwater. It is very pasty and probably hasn’t been cooked enough. The only time I had it I was tereibly ill afterwards.I would stear well clear. It is also very expensive for what it is.

The Fudge Kitchen totally duped me. I thought it was a one off. A wonderful Cambridge quirk. Unique as a house of fudge fun.

Then I travelled the country a bit more and discovered it’s a chain! There’s one in Edinburgh! and Canterbury!

So they deliberately choose olde towns that give the impression that they would 0have an independant fudge making shop.

Well, after the disappointment of finding out the Fudge Kitchen was not unique to Cambridge, I forgave it, and indulged.

They do little free samples, and you can see them making the fudge at certain times - a nice treat (or trick) for tourists.

There’s a selection like you’d find in an ice cream parlour. The slabs are about a fiver a go, which is a lot, but when I was there last they did a loyalty card thing which basically meant buy 2, get the 3rd free. Not great for tourists, but for buying a weekly or fortnightly bit of lovely jubbly fudge, works a treat.

The Fudge Kitchen

Step inside for a free sample – unless you feel intimidated by the empty shop and the wide eyes of the staff, luring you to buy their devilishly pricy slabs of heaven. Yes, the fudge is spun by angels, its smooth, buttery existence barely tangible as it dissolves on the tongue of the tempted. But can we be satisfied with only a bite? And can we afford to turn £5.00 into a slab of transient pleasure? The sign at the door of the Fudge Kitchen has been sent to separate the week from the strong. Unless you are brave enough to walk into an empty shop, sample this fudge, then turn and walk away with a polite ‘thank you, good afternoon!’ then beware; even eye-contact with the fudge-makers may lead to devastation.
(Beware especially the peanut butter and chocolate flavour.)