My mother-in-law grew up in Panama where it was tradition for her family to make tons (and I mean tons) of fruitcake for all of their friends and family for Christmas.
My mother-in-law has been trying to get her grandchildren and children to carry on this tradition but no one will, partly because of the amount of alcohol this recipe requires. She drowns raisins and golden raisins in rum for at least two to three months before she cooks the cake. They are so soaked in rum that even when the cakes are cooked and eaten I feel like I am having a drink.
She insists on baking the fruitcake this way and no one in the family has the heart to tell her it's too much. So each year she is able, the cakes are made and given out to all of us. One year we forgot about it, opened it up, and it was still in it's original form, probably due to the alcohol.
Although her fruitcakes probably will not become tradition in this family, the story of them certainly will.
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