Katharine Trauger: How to Make a Scrumptious Fruitcake

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Trust me. This is one fruitcake you and your Friends Will LIKE!

 

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My introduction to the joys of the candied fruit found in fruitcake came early in my life. My mother made German cookies with chopped, candied citron every winter. Chewy-soft with mysteriously perfumed bits in them and the scant smear of glaze to make them shine, Lebkuchen were an adored part of our heritage from the Old Country.

But fruitcakes are not German.

My dad often received gifts of dried/candied fruits, displayed on decorative platters. These we found interesting and delicious when our dad allowed us samples.

But fruitcakes are not simply fruit.

Sometimes my dad received the gift of a fruitcake. 

Like shy maidens with an ugly suitor, we ran and hid when our parents opened fruitcake packages. Our dad, a gleam in his eyes, no doubt reminiscing about fruitcakes of yore, insisted on sharing these tough, repugnant slabs of spiced cardboard.

We whimpered.

Were we alone in not adoring fruitcake? No!

Many, like us, have suffered from gifting of a winter fruitcake! Why, I heard of one family, among which a gift fruitcake passed around from branch to branch, for decades, until it finally had traversed the entire family tree, unopened and unsampled! I get that.

Reality dawns.

I was in my mid-twenties when I encountered a really good fruitcake. I’m not sure what possessed me to try one—maybe memories of my dad? It had such a bizarre name: Rainbow Party Bar. It was small, the length of a loaf pan but half the width, like a squared sausage. When I saw the price, I was shocked, but for some crazy reason, I just wanted it.

I brought it home and unwrapped it.

It smelled good, so I sampled.

It was amazing. I could not stay out of it. I could not even believe it. My heart leapt with happiness every time I snuck yet another slice.

I was addicted.

Before long, I had analyzed the label, looking for some mysterious ingredient. (This thing was really, really good; did I mention that?)

Near the top of the ingredients list lay the secret:

Butter.

Yes, this fruitcake had more butter than it had any one type of fruit, and I think it safe to say, more butter than any other fruitcake I’d ever eaten. As I kept sampling, I knew the butter was one major difference from all the fruitcakes that had gone before.

Nothing would do but to find a recipe for this delicacy.

I tried several (really bad ones) before I devised the perfect recipe. We have become so enamored with this cake that many of us, who did not like fruitcake, have learned to find cheer in the mere thought of it.

 

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Our friends beg for it.

Now, I’m not promising that if you make this fruitcake, your whole family and all your friends will fall into proper love with the idea of eating it. I will say this: It is so good, you will not ever again be sad if some uninitiated child leaves “more for you”.

But it probably won’t happen often.

Have fun making this one! Have fun eating it!

And have fun gifting it.

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 Katharine Trauger is a retired educator and a women’s counselor. She has spent 25 years managing a home and school for children who would otherwise have been homeless, and has worked 15 years as contributor and/or columnist for several small professional magazines, with over 60 published articles. She blogs about the rising popularity of “being at home” from a sun room on a wooded hilltop in the Deep South at: Home’s Cool! and The Conquering Mom and tweets at Katharine Trauger (@KathaTrau). She is currently working on a self-help book entitled: Yes, It Hurts, But . . .

 

10 comments

  1. DiAne Gates says:

    Katharine, I’m going to take your word for this one, I’ve printed the recipe and will make one. Just one. I’m a skeptical fruit cake person waiting to be convinced. Thank you for sharing your recipe. Merry Christmas! <3

    • Katharine says:

      Thanks so much, DiAne! I truly hope you like it, but if not, let me know! Mine is running low already and I made a double! Ha!
      Praying your 2017 is blessed beyond measure!

  2. Kim Smith says:

    What a nice story! And since I am a make of fruitcakes also, I can truthfully say that some are just better than others. A good homemade fruitcake is so much better than the ones you can buy in the store. No doubt about it. And I have not tried a “topping” like that You will have to post again with a recipe for the cranberry/cream cheese topping. Oh my!

  3. Katharine says:

    Thanks for such kind words, Kim! Yes, I’d love to post about the topping, but will have to figure out a recipe! I usually just “dump” on that one. But yours is the second request I’ve received in as many days…so maybe it’s time I figure it out?
    Stay tuned!

    • Katharine says:

      Wow, thanks, Talya!
      Yes, I definitely think it was because it was MADE, not bought, and by someone you loved, and who loved you back, and would never serve you a fruitcake that tasted like a bicycle tire! Ha!
      Thanks for the compliment!

    • Katharine says:

      Hi, Mandie!
      Yes, I’m sure butter makes the rounds all over the South. 🙂 It’s easy to substitute it for any of the fats a recipe calls for, too.
      When my friend told me about the fruitcake her whole family passed around and uneaten, I laughed, too! But it’s a true story!

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