tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post1711793433031786625..comments2024-03-15T10:40:20.085-04:00Comments on LAWN TEA: TASTES OF THE SEASONRachelDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11204947567574886675noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-37241700174381574072008-12-20T17:21:00.000-05:002008-12-20T17:21:00.000-05:00Those cheese parties sound divine.Those cheese parties sound divine.Norahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16507644743409364179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-35556431545164141282008-12-19T15:23:00.000-05:002008-12-19T15:23:00.000-05:00All fruitcake save for the airy, delicious Hostess...All fruitcake save for the airy, delicious Hostess edition have what my Mammaw called a hwhang to them---some kinda scent and flavor and throat-linger of a sourish bitterness. And the ones with booze---I made several for clients over the years, including one you wrapped in a cheesecloth soaked in JACK---can a nice lady say EWWWWW?<BR/><BR/>I'm just not a liquor person, but even the ones made by the proud hands of Good Church Ladies were that brown-tasting, too-rich-for-me kind that's like liver---not in taste, but in that just a little is too much.RachelDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11204947567574886675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-54086610968642638932008-12-19T10:45:00.000-05:002008-12-19T10:45:00.000-05:00Miss. State cheese, summer sausage, saltines...tha...Miss. State cheese, summer sausage, saltines...that's hard to beat!<BR/><BR/>I want to like fruitcake, but I really don't care for it. If it were just the pecans and the batter, then I think I would. Of course then it wouldn't be fruitcake.Keethahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10391755322320140235noreply@blogger.com