THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT CAKE! or I Am Not a Fruit Cake!

The Pioneer Woman is having a giveaway today. It's a lovely giveaway. And, so I posted there on the premise that I would have a teensy chance of winning today's prize. Sure there will be 22 zillion posted entries, but I figure I'm one in a zillion. har-har

Her question was, "What holiday food do you anticipate every year?" And my reply, of course, was FRUIT CAKE!

Here's what I wrote on her website...

"FRUIT CAKE! Alright, I know I stand in the minority on this one. I'm not talking about those cheap fruitcakes that you can pick up in the holiday section of the local grocery. No, no, no! I'm talking about real, honest-to-goodness, homemade FRUIT CAKE! Decadence for sure! And, Hey! If YOUR grandmother sends you her famous home-made cake every Christmas and if your usual procedure is to dump it down the disposal (after a reasonable time, of course), please send it to me. I could eat this stuff year round. FRUIT CAKE!!!!!! And, no, I am not one."

I really, really do like good fruit cake. But it has to be Good Fruit Cake.

I can blame credit my mother for my craziness for my fascination began when I was quite small. There was a small fruit cake in the house that had been given us by someone, I don't know who. Mom placed it on a high cupboard shelf and would take it down now and then for a nibble. It was on the high shelf so that we kids did not eat it. With my brothers, that would have been a waste for I'm not sure any of them liked it. But the Forbidden Fruit Cake was a temptation to me and now and then I would drag the step-stool over to the cupboard, climb up, and take a nibble. A nibble here, a nibble there, and I was addicted.

Maybe I should get out a recipe NOW and make one. A Good Fruit Cake takes time to cure to its best goodness.

And, No, I repeat again, I Am Not A FruitCake! You may or may not think the Pioneer Woman is a Fruit Cake. But I repeat!!! I Am Not!


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