Guilty Pleasures

Cake

I love fruitcake. There, I’ve said it.

Not just any fruitcake, mind you. I mean really good fruitcake. Preferably¬† homemade fruitcake that has been properly aged. By now you probably think I’m a fruitcake.

You may also be wondering why I’m writing about fruitcake – Christmas cake, if you will – on the second last day of January. Good question. The answer, of course, is that it’s time to put the fruitcake in my wine cellar so that it will be properly aged come November.

This is one of those interesting facts – equal parts fascinating and disturbing. You take a freshly baked cake without any preservatives at all, and store it for the better part of a year at room temperature, and then … you eat it? And it tastes better than when it was fresh? Seriously?

To be fair, when I said “no preservatives” I wasn’t quite telling the truth. I meant no artificial preservatives. It turns out the sugar in candied fruit, and the alcohol you brush it with are both wonderful preservatives. As guilty pleasures go, I suppose it isn’t all that bad.

Just don’t get me started on cinnamon buns…

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2 Responses to Guilty Pleasures

  1. adeptula says:

    Interesting. I didn’t know you could do that with fruit cake. And ooh…cinnamon buns! I love them!

  2. We accidentally discovered the secret to aging fruitcake one year when we made an extra large batch and couldn’t finish it all. But it has become part of the ritual now.
    As for cinnamon buns, it took a lot of experimenting, but I eventually hit on the “best ever cinnamon buns” recipe. I’m happy to share if anyone is interested.

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