Mmm…big, yummy old doorstopper—I mean, fruitcake. My grandfather loved fruitcake. I remember sitting at his table, trying to choke down bites he gave me off those little Claxton’s fruitcake bars. I didn’t like it, but I loved him, so I wanted to try to share in the things he enjoyed. But it was torturous.
I think I like this vintage photo because it’s such a huge, festive representation of many people’s worst nightmare! 😈