So what gives with fruitcake? Is this holiday delight just meant for jokes? Really? I laugh at the jokes. I don’t know why I laugh, I have no idea what people are talking about. Year after year the jokes pile up. Who is passing Grandma’s fruitcake at the white elephant gift exchange for example? Or, who in the office is getting the ‘fruitcake’. Supposedly they make great doorstops. I’ve also heard they never go bad. How can this be?
Isn’t fruitcake a lovely holiday tradition? After all, I see scads of those little containers brightly filled with candied fruit bits stacked in every grocer. Who buys this stuff if no one likes fruitcake? I have never had a single bite of fruitcake, probably because I’ve never baked one. I thought of making one this year but I am moving instead. Who has time to bake. Now that I think of it, my mother is a bake-a-holic, she has never baked fruitcakes. This is definitely a topic of conversation at our Christmas visit. I lay money on the table she will inform me she has baked fruitcakes. Where have I been all these holiday seasons?
In between packing to move, moving car loads at a time, shopping and wrapping, and a part time job, I set out to buy a fruitcake. I can’t stand not knowing what the big deal is. A friend informed me they really enjoy fruitcake………so now I really need to check this out.
Not just any fruitcake will do, I will go all out and drive to the notable bakery in town. I decided to ‘spend a little extra’ since its Christmas. When I asked where the fruitcakes were I was given a blank stare. Seriously. I walked out eating a delicious ginger scone.
I will find one of these loaf like cakes. I am hoping I don’t like it.
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