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Oh, wow, Corsicana! I knew they used to have a big brickyard there, but I didn't know you could get good fruitcake there as well. Do they ship?
We don't do the fruitcake thing. My stepdad, however, makes wonderful fruitcake cookies, which don't share anything with the fruitcake of death besides "fruitcake" being part of the name.
They're moist, and chewy, and more cake-like than cookie. Yum.
In case anyone is interested:
1 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup shortening
1 egg
1 3/4 cup sifted all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon soda
1/4 cup buttermilk
3/4 cup chopped pecans
1 cup candied cherries
1 cup chopped dates
/2 cup mixed candied fruits
Cream shortening and sugar until light. Add egg and beat until well blended. Reserving a little of the flour to toss with the fruit. Combine remaining flour with the salt and soda. Add the dry ingredients alternately with buttermilk. Toss fruits with the reserved flour. Fold in the floured fruits and chopped pecans. Drop by spoonfuls onto greased baking sheets, leaving 1 1/2 to 2 inches between cookies. Bake at 400° for 8 to 13 minutes, depending on size of cookies. Makes from 3 to 5 dozen fruit cake cookies. Store in an airtight container.
Wow. I've learned a lot in this thread.
Those fruitcakes were for illustrative purposes only, sweetie.I'm getting fat...er in this thread.![]()
I'm with you! I really don't like candied fruit. Dried fruits are okay depending. And these recipes of candied fruits, booze-soaked cake and maybe frosting make me grateful that my family has remained blissfully ignorant of such traditions.I'm thankful my Welsh grandmother didn't have the fruitcake tradition to begin with. My other grandmother didn't bother with Christmas.
My dad tossed a fruit cake out into the pasture, hoping the hogs would eat it. What happened was a sink-hole opened and swallowed half the pasture.
3113 said:I'm with you! I really don't like candied fruit. Dried fruits are okay depending....
SweetWitch said:My dad tossed a fruit cake out into the pasture, hoping the hogs would eat it. What happened was a sink-hole opened and swallowed half the pasture.
A fruit cake for the Earth Mother herself, eh ?.
There is absolutely nothing quite like a real, rich, fruitcake (at about 500 calories per small slice). Absolute Heaven!
Both sets of Grandmas made them, and me dear old Mum (God rest her soul). I got a real education when I was little.
Publix' bakery sells something called Breakfast Bread, which is full of nuts and dried fruit. It is lovely when toasted and spread with cream cheese.
Oh, my! Did the hogs get away safe?
I always loved the cake part of it, but hated the candied fruit in it. One year, my mother made me one with only pecans and raisins in it. It was awesome.
The Collins Bakery version of pineapple and pecan was, too. I can hardly wait to try the apricot/pecan. Maybe with some dark chocolate topping?![]()
The Collins Bakery version of pineapple and pecan was, too. I can hardly wait to try the apricot/pecan. Maybe with some dark chocolate topping?![]()
The fruitcake needs to be revamped every now and then, considering how it began as medieval field rations.
Thank goodness Spam didn't get the same promotion!![]()
Everybody says how awful Spam is, but really, it's not that horrible. My dad loved the stuff. I wouldn't buy it on a regular basis, but I'll eat it if it's set before me. I understand that it's very popular in Hawaii and they do all kinds of things with it.
Camping ... it definitely goes well with camping and brown sugar and mustard.
Oh, that's hilarious! I laughed and laughed when I read it. How did you cook that rooster? Reason I asked, something that has very tough meat, you have to give it special treatment. I'd have pressure-cooked the sucker myself, although when I was in Iran, where I had to deal with some very tough mutton (mutton is what they eat in Iran more than beef) I RoastaBags (by Reynolds) worked when I could get hold of them.