Starting as a joke, the twelve year old culprits had no idea of the Christmas fruitcake’s importance. Each year, Grandma’s traditional cake was dessert. The boys hated the taste, and this year it had been smuggled to the back porch where it froze solid. If it hadn’t been for giggling, no one would have known who to blame. Seeing Grandma very upset quickly cured the boys.
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*****The photo is a Collin Street Bakery cake from Texas, making cakes since 1896 and they are delicious😄
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The Bag Lady 
I love fruit cake! I used to bake one for my mom but I havent done it this year. She bought one instead!
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An tasty and fruity story. Well done.
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I’d be upset too! I can’t imagine Christmas without a chunk of fruitcake!
My 66 words!
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Oh this brings back such memories! I used to get Collin Street Bakery fruitcakes every year from a beloved uncle. They were truly delicious, but only one of my kids loved it, every little syrupy fruit morsel!
Pax,
Dora
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Fruitcake is an acquired taste.
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I’m the only one I know who likes it😳😂
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