I left home without my migraine meds.
D'oh.
I turned back to get them, of course.
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I left home without my migraine meds.
D'oh.
I turned back to get them, of course.
From what I'm reading, the original cakes did contain pepper as well as honey, cloves, cardamom, cinnamon and anise. They pretty much just dropped the pepper and a few other spices and replaced the honey with molasses.
They pretty much just dropped the pepper and a few other spices and replaced the honey with molasses.
That's a shame -- pepper in spice-things is really, really good and should be done more.
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My advice to today's cake makers is to think twice before dropping the pepper. I used to put a small amount of black pepper into my fruitcakes (including the few times I tried my hand at Black Bun) and it added a great spicy zing.
My old roommate used to make a strawberry and green peppercorn pie. You'd be amazed how good that was.
Mmm, fruitcake. Why a cake that is mostly liquor has such a poor reputation is tragic. My grandma would cook fruitcake on New Years and store it in a container (in the coset or the fridge, there is some dispute over this) soaking it in rum monthly and gifting them the following christmas. Maybe I will do that this year.
Because of those nasty cherries and stuff? Just a guess.
dude, I loved my grandmother's fruitcake and it was alcohol free. Ain't nuthin wrong with a little candied fruit. should probably look for her recipe and make it myslef this year.
I never really got why fruitcakes was so reviled either. Maybe we just had people who made damned good fruitcakes giving them to us. It was quite the scandal that Cousin Birger always sent my grandparents fruitcake and they were teatotallers. They'd always pass it off to someone else, and once my parents were married, they were the recipients. Too bad Birger's dead now....