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Some places are famous for their history. Others for their natural beauty. And some? Well… they’re famous for fudge that comes straight out of Uranus.
Welcome to Anderson, Indiana — the proud new home of Uranus Fudge Factory & General Store, a tourist stop that is equal parts sweet shop, comedy club, and walking dad joke.
This candy-coated comedy began with Louie Keen, also known as the "Mayor of Uranus" (a title we’re 85% sure is self-appointed). Back in 2015, he launched the first Uranus Fudge Factory in Missouri, where Route 66 travelers could pull over for fudge, ice cream, souvenirs, and a constant stream of butt jokes. It became a viral roadside sensation.
Fast forward a few years, and Keen sets his sights on Indiana — specifically Anderson, where he found the perfect spot to expand Uranus. (Pun absolutely intended.)
The concept? Outrageous humor, retro roadside appeal, and enough chocolate to send Willy Wonka into early retirement.
Here’s what you get when you wander into Uranus:
1. Fudge by the Ton
Louie made over 1,200 pounds of fudge in his first month. That’s not a business — that’s a cocoa-based movement. With flavors like peanut butter-chocolate, toffee bar, blueberry cheesecake, and the classic dark chocolate, it’s truly out of this world. (We had to.)
2. Uranus 'Turdles'
Yes, Uranus makes its own chocolate turtles… but with a twist. They’re called Turdles. They're delicious, they’re trademarked, and they’ll 100% ruin your ability to take any dessert seriously ever again.
3. Ice Cream Parlor Madness
Brightly colored, sugar-fueled, and loaded with fat content that should come with a waiver. One scoop and your tastebuds will forget everything but joy.
4. Unapologetically Immature Apparel
T-shirts read “I ♥ Uranus,” “Pack Your Fudge,” and “Straight Outta Uranus.” Wearing one in public guarantees two things: stares and respect.Uranus, Indiana is not just another pit stop. It’s an experience. A roadside revolution. A sugar-fueled shrine to the human ability to never grow up. It’s kind of like Disneyland — if Disneyland was run by the class clown.
If you’ve got a sweet tooth, a GPS, and a childish sense of humor, your next destination is clear: Uranus. Go ahead. Give it a visit. Take a bite. You know you want to.
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