Now wait a dang minute!
Fruit cake is an age old Christmas tradition. You mean to tell me you don’t celebrate the fruit cake by offering up big slabs of it to your guests?
Somebody is producing them.
Claxton, Georgia brags about being Fruit Cake Capitol Of The World, and has proudly burned it into their water tower.
Corsicana, Texas begs to differ. They believe they are the capitol of fruit cakes.
Somebody is buying them. Could more be shipped to other parts of the world where people love the dense cakes?
Somebody is baking them.
Grandmothers are noted as being lovers of fruit cake, and may still be firing up the oven in hopes of enticing their families with a gift-wrapped loaf.
I also read someplace that Kentucky Trappist monks take a fancy to baking fruit cakes.
Theirs however, are laced with bourbon.
And somebody is eating them.
Could that be you???
So…why the jokes?
One late night comedian joked that there is really only one fruit cake in the entire world, which people re-gift over and over.
Why do people’s eyes wrinkle and squeeze shut upon the very mention of fruit cake?
Is it the nuts, the citron colored fruit, the sometimes dry, and heavy taste of fruit cake?
I can’t figure it out either. I was raised on fruit cake.
Maybe I’m nuttier than I thought.
But I actually like fruit cake!
Manitou Springs, Colorado has a yearly Great Fruitcake Toss. They literally strap the maligned cake to an apparatus, and fling it as far as they can for a trophy.
If I were a fruit cake, this practice would hurt my feelings.
After all, being a fruit cake isn’t as popular as it once was.
Or is it?
What are your thoughts about fruit cake?
Do you love it?
Never think about fruit cake
one way or the other?
Leave me a comment!!!
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