A good friend of mine gave me a what I thought was a fruitcake for Christmas. Now, I know most people think there’s only one fruitcake in the entire world and it just gets passed from person to person. But, I LOVE fruitcake especially the dark, fruity, rummy kind. The box had a beautiful picture on the box and I was delighted. But, before I was allowed to open the gift I was told to read the entire box. So, of course, I complied and carefully read each side. I read about how this fruitcake was not my Grandmother’s fruitcake, it was HER Grandmother’s. This cake had been preserved for over a 100 years by the, YES, alcohol. Whoo-hoo. I was getting so excited. My mouth was watering. Never did it cross my mind that not only was this impossible, but probably downright disgusting. My girlfriend was barely holding it together to keep from laughing as I salivated over MY special fruit cake. When I finally got to open the box, what was inside? Cookies. Now, I do love cookies especially from Big Island Candy Co. I wasn’t disappointed I received cookies. I was disappointed I didn’t get a fruitcake! She and her son were so amused that I bought into their “joke box”. And, I think they were aware it might not work on me since I have such a penchant for fruitcake which made it even more amusing. I have now scoured the Internet for a fruitcake recipe that sounds perfect and I guess I will have to make my own. Maybe there IS only one cake going around the world. Oh, How I wish it would make a stop at my house.