I really don’t like fruitcake. At all. I know this is very “un-vintage” of me. Maybe it’s the creepy little mystery bits of neon-colored candies. Or maybe it’s the dense and soggy texture. Or the weird flavors.
However, I am married to a man who loves fruitcake. So in a valiant attempt to do something sweet for my dear hubby, I decided to transform fruitcake this holiday season into something better, something yummy, or at least something not quite so creepy and mysterious.