Adam@Home by Rob Harrell for December 20, 2013
December 19, 2013
December 21, 2013
Transcript:
Adam: It's true. I once ate three sleeves of necco wafers. Katy: You're a good eater. Frankie the fruitcake was given to the Newman family. Oh, joy. A fruit cake. Nobody in the family liked fruitcake either... But... Ick. Disgusting. ...Daddy Newman didn't have to like something to eat it. Always... So... Hungry...
I make a fruitcake, but not with those disgusting red and green candied whatever-they-are. I use a pound of honey-dried pineapple and a pound of Australian-honey-dipped apricots, which I soak for a few weeks in a mixture of rum, brandy, and bourbon. Then I mix together honey, butter, flour, a dozen eggs, leavening, and a little cinnamon, add a pound of dates, the booze-soaked fruit, and a couple pounds of walnuts, and bake it. (It makes 10 5-inch loaves) Then I pour a quarter-cup of the drained alcohol blend over each loaf, seal it up tight in plastic and let it mellow for a few weeks. Yummy! (However, I do have to caution people that it is only to be eaten by those over 21!)