The fruitcake, he is good. Buttery, sweet (but not too), and nutty. And it doesn't taste like the alcohol in the extra half cup of bourbon we added baked out quite all the way. So the fruitcake, he is friendly too.
Alas, I must, instead of enjoying my friend the fruitcake, study for finals. I've been studying all day while Oz amused himself by shopping for gaskets and plumber's goop and then fixing one of the toilets. I'll be studying all evening instead of writing up the fruitcake recipe (I'll get to that after I've completed all the school stuff).
100 words | December 12, 2004 07:48 PM | Kitchen