Deb gives me the Christmas Cake in a tin, the bounty is wrapped in a booze soaked cloth. It doesn’t need to be refrigerated or frozen. It is a symphony of nuts and fruit and alcohol; everything a man need to survive the cold. It is as good, if not better, three months later after sitting at room temperature on the counter.
A person needs a few staples to make it through the winter. A few gunnysacks of spuds, some carrots, a little smoke and some wine, a piece of meat or two and if you really want to keep the cold at bay, a nice piece of Christmas Cake.