Thursday, November 14, 2013

In Defense of Fruitcake


I used to love fruit cake. My father's mother made it every year, soaking it for a year in rum. I think Dad and I were the only ones to eat it.  That is ok because when one comes from a family of 6 children, having NOT to share is extraordinarily delightful.  It was particularly tasty with vanilla ice cream or cornish cream. I can't eat it anymore due to a young adult onset of nut allergies, but I still enjoy the memory of the taste.  

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