(This was written for Holidailies.)
Holiday Lament (The Fruitcake Song)
Re: the above video, I found that while looking for possibly silly songs about holiday foods. I searched for candy canes, and then for fruitcake, and found that. It’s the first time I’d ever heard that song, and laughed out loud when I watched it. Anyhoo…
I decided to make an entry about foods, dishes, and treats I associate with winter.
#1: Turkey & gravy. Every Thanksgiving, whether my family spent the holiday with family, or with other friends, or even the few years we spent it at home, there was always turkey. I like white meat, and I do like liquid gravy. Not so much the sausage gravy served some years, but the more fluid meat-based broth stuff. I’d put mashed potatoes with this blurb too.
#2: Ham & pineapple. My mom couldn’t cook a ham without putting pineapple on it. I adore pineapple. The ham was usually way under- or over-cooked.
#3: Candy canes. Sometimes my mom would buy a box of the things and put them on the tree along with ornaments, and I’d be allowed one per day. Sometimes I’d get a small one, as would my classmates, from the teacher. Sometimes the church would hand them out on some Advent Sunday.
#4: Yams. I have to tell you that yams are among my very favorite foods. I have a pronounced sweet tooth. With or without marshmallows, I like the baked goody either way. Canned, fresh, it’s all spiffy. Mashed, diced, whole, I’m cool with it.
#5: Pillow mints. This candy has many names, but they’re a vaguely square shape, like an overstuffed pillow, in varied pastel colors. I mentioned that my maternal grandmother stocked them each winter holiday, and that I was apt to swipe way too many of them to be healthy. I loved the way they melted in my mouth, or felt like candied snow as I bit down into them.
#6: Hot apple cider and hot chocolate. No, not together. I was even offered a Hot Toddy and a Tom & Jerry (virgin-no alcohol) once each winter as a treat. Interesting and different. I might as well include egg nog in there too.
#7: Fruitcake. I never liked this monstrosity, whether it was store-bought or homemade. I don’t know, the idea of fruit suspended in a bread-cake form was fine, but candied fruits? And fruit-flavored candy? Baked for over a half hour? No wonder the thing weighed like a brick, and had the consistency of one. Not that I’ve ever bit into a brick, but if my broken teeth are any indication… I’m being facetious about the broken teeth.
#8: Cookies. My mom would make all sorts of baked goods during the month of December, among them sugar cookies, snickerdoodles, and those chocolate ones with the dusting of powdered sugar on top. Less often she’d make peanut butter cookies and chocolate chip cookies. Wow, I haven’t made cookies in a decade and I’m really wanting to do some. Hmm…
Dang, I couldn’t even come up with ten. Ah well.

