Maybe this is just a sign of being overweight. Or maybe I’m completely insane- who knows.
Thanksgiving and Christmas have strong associations with food (duh- I know, stating the obvious). For me though, there are certain foods that have been popping up in my head. Not really meals, but actual foods. Have I been away from carbohydrates so long that everything I think about is carbs? Perhaps. Or is it something different?
The Holiday’s also have a strong association with family. My family is small and not uber-close. No biggie. Hubs’ family is huge and loud and supertight. No biggie. It’s all good in the hood (ok, well, suburbs). So why do I bring this up?
I want fruitcake.
Not just any fruitcake.
I want the kind in the green box made from a lady in her kitchen who sold it at a Christmas Craft show at Heritage Hall. I’ve wanted that fruitcake every Christmas for at least 8 years. But I’ve never gotten my hands on it.
You see, the Christmas craft show hasn’t been around for at least 9 years, and my mom hasn’t spent Christmas in Lexington in at least 9 years. She’s the one who would buy them in bulk, and then devour them all. She’d explain to people who would turn their nose up to it “it’s really more like a nut cake. Not like a nasty fruit cake. Try it!” And it was delicious. I’d see her sneak little slivers of it off the counter. And I’d go behind her and take slivers of it myself- trying not to be obvious that more of the cake was missing after I had been there. Sneaking food at its finest, I suppose.
So do I want the fruitcake because it was so damn good and I’m craving carbs and it’s Christmas? Maybe.
Could I want the fruitcake because it reminds me of happy times with my mom before she got sick, and way before she passed? Maybe.
But whatever it is, I’m trying to refrain from calling the fruitcake lady and driving an hour to get the fruitcake from her. I think I found her information on the Kentucky Proud website.
Or maybe I’ll plan my cheat day- the 1 day in 6 months where I can eat whatever I want- and get me a fruitcake.
Does anyone else have weird food cravings around this time of year? Either for sentimental reasons or just because it’s so good and you can’t eat it any other time of the year?
Or is this just my fatty tendencies showing up?
