20 thoughts on “We all have been exposed to the dreaded fruitcake, a million uses!”
Apparently fruitcake is used for the bridal cake. Yummy!
In England.
They don’t like a bridal party? To torture someone with fruitcake, it is against the Geneva Conventions and Nuremburg Protocols.
I like fruitcake.
I like my type made by my father’s side of the family. They called it Prince Edward cherry cake. I think thats because their ship landed on PEI prior to the 1700s and thats where they first settled before some of them moved to NYC and started a railroad.
I’ve thought about setting up a donation sight for unwanted fruitcakes, ’cause I’ll collect them and eat the shit out of them.
Just realized that this comment will be taken completely out of context.
Fuck it…I stepped in it.
Little bit into coprophagy?
Let me know how the shit tastes Sedition
Well…like shit.
You have to be careful…some of them have been re-gifted season after season.
Also, we all know what you meant, and yes, we all sniggered, too.
I make my own out of my 1963 Pillsbury Cookbook. Then, I feed it rum until Christmas. Otherwise, store-bought fruitcake goes directly into the trash, that stuff is vile.
I have a recipe for deviled eggs, my secret ingredient? Rum is it. I spoofed a whole Southern Baptist church pot luck of prohibitionists Baptists who devoured 4 dozen eggs and kept asking me for the recipe and I wouldn’t divulge my secret…
Nice!
My aunt, from rural New Hampshire always made Christmas cookies by the ovenload, of all types. One year, forty-something years ago, she took an assortment to her local police department, and after half an hour both on-duty officers (i.e. half of the department) were taken off of the day’s schedule because of her rum balls and their inability to pass a breathalyzer.
Fruitcake sliced and toasted with a little good butter is great
I guess I’m one of the three who actually like fruit cake. My grandmother used to make them. Of course the booze she poured on them made them extra special.
After Christmas, as soon as they mark the prices down, I scarf up a bunch of fruitcakes and eat them all year!
They last unrefrigerated all year and the next millennium…
Last company I worked for, one of the suppliers sent four fruit cakes to us every year. The cakes were actually quite beautiful, full of dried fruit, especially cherries and they were dense, each weighed about three pounds. Company rule stated that any gratuities had to be raffled off on Christmas Eve. No one really wanted to win the cakes.
I never understood that joke for a long time. My Mom made it for years and even the frozen loaves weeks later were crumbly and delicious.
Sorry, I helped her and not going to divulge the secret to her success. Takin it to the grave.
Apparently fruitcake is used for the bridal cake. Yummy!
In England.
They don’t like a bridal party? To torture someone with fruitcake, it is against the Geneva Conventions and Nuremburg Protocols.
I like fruitcake.
I like my type made by my father’s side of the family. They called it Prince Edward cherry cake. I think thats because their ship landed on PEI prior to the 1700s and thats where they first settled before some of them moved to NYC and started a railroad.
I’ve thought about setting up a donation sight for unwanted fruitcakes, ’cause I’ll collect them and eat the shit out of them.
Just realized that this comment will be taken completely out of context.
Fuck it…I stepped in it.
Little bit into coprophagy?
Let me know how the shit tastes Sedition
Well…like shit.
You have to be careful…some of them have been re-gifted season after season.
Also, we all know what you meant, and yes, we all sniggered, too.
I make my own out of my 1963 Pillsbury Cookbook. Then, I feed it rum until Christmas. Otherwise, store-bought fruitcake goes directly into the trash, that stuff is vile.
I have a recipe for deviled eggs, my secret ingredient? Rum is it. I spoofed a whole Southern Baptist church pot luck of prohibitionists Baptists who devoured 4 dozen eggs and kept asking me for the recipe and I wouldn’t divulge my secret…
Nice!
My aunt, from rural New Hampshire always made Christmas cookies by the ovenload, of all types. One year, forty-something years ago, she took an assortment to her local police department, and after half an hour both on-duty officers (i.e. half of the department) were taken off of the day’s schedule because of her rum balls and their inability to pass a breathalyzer.
Fruitcake sliced and toasted with a little good butter is great
I guess I’m one of the three who actually like fruit cake. My grandmother used to make them. Of course the booze she poured on them made them extra special.
After Christmas, as soon as they mark the prices down, I scarf up a bunch of fruitcakes and eat them all year!
They last unrefrigerated all year and the next millennium…
Last company I worked for, one of the suppliers sent four fruit cakes to us every year. The cakes were actually quite beautiful, full of dried fruit, especially cherries and they were dense, each weighed about three pounds. Company rule stated that any gratuities had to be raffled off on Christmas Eve. No one really wanted to win the cakes.
I never understood that joke for a long time. My Mom made it for years and even the frozen loaves weeks later were crumbly and delicious.
Sorry, I helped her and not going to divulge the secret to her success. Takin it to the grave.