Fruitcake is a
brick with solid colored marbles. Honestly, I tried once and only once, mainly
because I was asked for the safety of all too please never make another one.
Really I’m sure somewhere in that request love was behind it.
I don’t really
remember my grandmother ever making one. I do however remember a mason jar of
strange goo with floating green and red balls sitting on my mom’s kitchen
counter top. I don’t recall it ever being there but once, so I’m not really
sure if that was a onetime shot. Who knows maybe she received the same loving
request that I did.
I’ve come to
believe that the person who came up with this recipe was a sweet grandmotherly
type. She found the holidays to be very hectic and could hardly find any time
for herself so she invented the “confetti brick of love.” I envision her adding
all of the ingredients into the mixing bowl and a few shots of rum in her tea.
Maybe that’s where I went wrong I needed tea, just kidding. I’m sure somewhere
out there someone is making great tasting fruitcakes. But I don’t recall
anyone in my family ever making a blue ribbon winner. So for me it’s defiantly
not a friend, more of a foe.
Love your take on the fruit cake origins!! It has never been a popular item in our family either BUT, I LOVE the "Confetti Brick of Love" angle!! Where should I send yours, Angie??
ReplyDeleteThank you Joyce. I onlly know of maybe one family that the "Fruit Cake" is a tradition, no not the crazy uncle. LOL! I tell you what how about holding off on sending me that "Confetti Brick of Love", maybe mom would like it. Just kidding, thank you again for visiting my blog and keep coming back. I love to hear what you think.
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