27 December 2007

The Tide is Changing

Here's a link to the Wall Street Journal article on fruitcake (not from the WSJ; actually, if you're reading this after December 2008, google WSJ and fruitake if the link doesn't work). I really do think there's a serious fruitcake-lover in the ranks at WSJ. This is an absolutely PRO-fruitcake article. Take heart, fruitcake lovers, your time is nigh.

3 comments:

Brian said...

Here is a section of the Wall Street Journal article that actually references a fruitcake recipe.
"Fruitcake lover Paul Brians, an English professor at Washington State University in Pullman, set out to solve the problem of fruit in fruitcake 10 years ago by experimenting with his own recipes. 'The secret lies in avoiding those disgusting glaceed cherries, citron, etc.,' he wrote in baking instructions posted on his university Web site."

For the adventurous, here is the website with Paul Brians' fruitcake recipe:

http://www.wsu.edu/~brians/recipes/fruitcake.html

John said...

Thanks for looking up that reference Brian, I'm looking for a recipe for my first homemade attempt (to practice for next season). I'm always amazed at the variety and quality of non-financial content in the Wall Street Journal, it got me to subscribe (well, plus a good promotional rate!)

Little Merry Sunshine said...

My 91 year old Nana is famous for her white fruitcake and, to me, it's just not Christmas without it. Two years ago, she and I made what would be the last fruitcake she ever made, and I've been hording it in my freezer ever since. She's now in the final weeks (months ?) of her life and is mostly not lucid. She doesn't know me anymore at all. She even has to be fed pureed food.

I just returned from spending Christmas with my mom and her at the nursing home and I took with me a couple of slices of the last fruitcake. After feeding her dinner on Christmas Day, my mom mashed up a bite or two of Nana's Fruitcake and said "Oh, mom, there's some cake here for dessert. Maybe you can tell me what kind it is." (Everything else Nana eats she thinks is catfish, even though it's not). Mom fed her a tiny bite and Nana's face lit up and she raised her head and said "That's MY fruitcake!"

Giving my Nana this gift for Christmas was the greatest part of Christmas this year and a memory to last me a lifetime.

I don't care what people say about fruitcake, to me it will always mean my Nana and love.