My mother and father, for years, would prepare fruit cake and send it off in parcels to each of us. While I was always grateful for the gifts and candy packed up in the Christmas parcel, it was especially the fruitcake that ‘smacked’ of family and made me feel close to home. So…my daughter and I have taken up the tradition, using Mom’s recipe as best we can. We cranked up the Rita MacNeil music and sharing company for three days, made the magic of Christmas happen once again. Here are only a few archives of this year’s preparations because I forgot to bring the camera along for the mixing in of the mega-ingredients!