Monday, December 28, 2009

The Inevitable, Inedible Fruitcake...

The oft maligned fruitcake has landed on my kitchen table. Two of the nutty, sticky, fruity concoctions sit high atop a mound of junk mail and store circulars. Paper weights for now...a Spam eaters delightful dessert... The foundation of a child's Christmas memories. The foundations of my next house. Whatever! Fruit Cake!

How fucking many ways is there to screw up a food item? Think fruitcake. There must be a thousand different recipes for the crud, but none of them suit me. Only one modification even remotely comes close to make fruitcake enjoyable for me.

Bourbon! I don't mean some "family" recipe whereby a little of the ferment is used. I'm talking full blown fruitcake inebriation. Unlike adding a bit of whiskey to the mix before baking only to have the alcohol evaporate during cooking, I roll the finished brick in a solution of bourbon and bourbon.

Let it sit for a couple of hours and whamo! Instant fruit flavored whiskey with a hint of walnut. Mmm boy! Here's another secret if that one does not work for you. Don't waste the whiskey by saturating your fruitcake log. Drink it first and then everything will taste better...and that my friends is no shit!

18 comments:

Me-Me King said...

There's a fruitcake toss held in Colorado annually where everyone brings the fruitcakes they received for Christmas, then they are catapulted into oblivion. Yippee!

Sandee said...

I didn't get one of those disgusting fruitcakes this year. I lucked out. What a waste of resources and I agree, drink the bourbon and the heck with the fruitcake.

Have a terrific day Don. :)

nonamedufus said...

We had close to 25 people for Christmas dinner. Most of them relatives on my wife's side of the family. Talk about your fruitcakes!

Don said...

Me-Me King: Sounds like a good idea so long as nobody gets in the way of a hurled fruit cake.

Don said...

Sandee: Actually, I didn't "get" these. My idiot roommate bought them the day after Christmas. Probably to give next year.

Don said...

nonamdufus: Hahaha. I can relate! Think I'll take the bourbon/fruitcake concoction instead of the nutty relatives.

Lin said...

As my Appalachian American friend would say "Don't be ruining the bourbon"! You are right on with this one, Don!

Don said...

Lin: I don't know much about Appalachianians, but I do know bourbon thank you...BTW are Appalachianians relatives of Lillputians?

MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings said...

I love the headline to this post. So true, and right to the point.

MissAudrey said...

The only good thing about fruitcake is (or was) the The Fruitcake Lady.

Don said...

MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings: Yes. I thought so too. Leaves little to wonder.

Don said...

Miss Audrey: I should ask this question of the Fruitcake Lady: "What's the worst part of a fruitcake? Is it the hairy ass?"

ReformingGeek said...

Hum......send them to me. I can use them behind the wheel of the car if I have to change a tire.

Mike said...

I think you were drinking some fucking borbon while writing this fucking post, no shit my friend!

Don said...

ReformingGeek: Great idea! Auto or airplane chocks! Guaranteed not to slip out of place either. Not with all of that sticky shit that holds them together.

Don said...

Mike: Imagine how fucking brilliant I could be if I laid off the booze. Fucking outrageous!

Lauren said...

I say drink the Bourbon, trash the fruit cake. I wouldn't feed that crap to my dogs. They probably wouldn't eat it any way, even though they eat crap.

Don said...

Lauren: Dogs are even picky about the crap they eat. I once had a pup that would only eat cat shit. Very discerning taste for a little doggy.

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