In some ways, I think that I'm becoming a senior citizen. No, I haven't started stashing pocketfuls of Werther's Originals around, nor do I almost break a hip when I see the Trebor "Pick N' Mix".... but one of my favourite things right now (well... from December up to the present) is fruitcake.
Seriously. How old am I?
I remember going to weddings when I was younger, and the signature favour was Fruit Cake, and I was so disappointed. "Boo-urns to Fruit Cake," I'd say.
Then, I had a slice of the Claxtons (sp?). My life changed. It was more fruit than cake, more sweet than briny, more delicious than gross.
I was given a Claxtons Cake for my birthday, and I've been keeping it in the freezer... slowly but surely eating a slice here and there. Highly enjoyable.
So bad for me, by the way.
But so good.
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