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Perhaps the mouse will help eat the fruitcake?

I doubt he has much of a chance otherwise, what with a weasel AND a badger after ‘im.

Import a bloody weasel and a bloody cat and I still have to put down mouse traps!

Big bastard, though. Ate his way not just through some bread, but he also ripped his way through half a dozen packets of crackers (I have a hoarding problem, OK?).

Oh, and on the subject of Christmas cake, I was fully expecting the Linda Blair response but her Ladyship didn’t so much as flinch.

Slow, slowly, catchee weasel..

You live in a house from the 1600’s. I’m surprised that you only have one mouse! Peanut butter in the traps. They can’t resist. The cat….only good for laying on the lap and reducing the blood pressure. Don’t buy that line that they actually like to hunt for their food. Mine only hunts for the stray nugget of food that escapes her bowl.

Peanut butter! The crack cocaine of rodents.

Charlotte’s a good mouser, actually, but she’s too freaked to come down as far as the kitchen. At least when we’re awake; god knows what she gets up to after we retire for the evening.

We’re not absolutely positive about the dates (I’ve got to go to the county seat for the parish records to be sure), but I b’lieve we live in a house from the *1500s*. um, w00t?

Mom tried a new fruitcake recipe this weekend from one of those Food Network cooks. It didn’t work at all and she wound up throwing the whole thing out.

Found a really good sort of fruitcake recipe that I made at Thanksgiving time – called a Compromise Cake. In the Ultimate Southern Living Cookbook. Sort of the heavy texture of a fruitcake with dates, raisins and pecans and not the candied stuff.

Pretty darn good.

Would have been better if I’d poured a little bourbon on it…

Ahh, yes, our old home seems swiss in origin. Mice are such regulars I half expect them to respond to us with a surprised “Who the hell are you and why are you standing in our kitchen? Oh, if you don’t mind how ’bout serving up more peanut butter on those funny spring loaded plates of yours.”

Caught one of the bastards the other day on an empty trap…bonus!

Father Christmas, eh?

I don’t have the Christmas spirit. I have the Secular Christmas spirit. Which is to say, crankiness and general misanthropy.

I’m chasing Father Christmas this week with my skirts flung over my head.

I’d wager that’s a surefire way to catch him.

Not in the mood for Roman MRE’s, eh Stoatie? Maybe you could start a Fruitcake tossing festival like we have in the States…..

Or, just do as the Romans did and soak in in brandy….. 🙂

Princess B, you can not proclaim something tasty and not leave a recipe. No booze or candied crap sounds like my kind of fruit cake.

I’ll post it over at Gulf Coast Pundit in the food category…

“Would have been better if I’d poured a little bourbon on it…”

Yeah, the moonshine doesn’t work so well on fruitcake!

Speaking of Uncle B, apparently that’s the album name of some ‘Hip-Hop’ group called ‘N-Dubz’ (whose angle seems to be a propensity for ridiculous hats) which I’ve seen advertised on the tee-vee quite a lot recently. Small world eh?

That cake looks okay. I only really like Fruitcake/Christmas Cake that Mum makes though. And yeah, she uses a good lot of booze in them. Maybe that’s why.

My parents drive to the monastery at Gethsemane here in Kentucky to get their fruitcake. It’s very good.

Problem they had last year, they drove over there on a weekday and the store was closed. Holy Day of Obligaton. My parents knew that they are Catholic to the max. But it didn’t occur to them that the monks might be praying that day instead of selling fruitcake and cheese.

I believe you can buy it on the innernuts if you want to.

I danced around her Ladyship today chanting ‘Weasel can’t count, Weasel can’t count’…

If the rumours are true, Badger House is from the 1500s. It was still a tree back in the 1400s.

Hey – it keeps me off the streets 🙂

Oh my, I sense some serious mouse discrimination going on here. George is not happy.

“I will love him and squeeze him and call him George.”

He’s wonderful, Sarah D.!

oUr MouSE is a very very fine MOUse….

Very nice milk glass tea pot, Stoaty…is it Wedgewood, or
just some cheapo crap? Heh

I would suggest using the cake as doorstops, but the little
no seeum bastards merry old Angland is notoriously known
for would suck the blood right out of you every time you
passed by the door stops..

Singing weasel alert:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yt-K5w1PFMo

Very nice milk glass tea pot –

Did you remember to properly heat the pot before making the tea?

I’ve read that this is very important in making a proper cuppa…. not so much here in Dallas for making iced-tea…

Local cafe. It’s just plain, ordinary whiteware — but I like plain, ordinary whiteware.

So far, it appears that badgers and weasels are in the clear, but I haven’t read a lot… Beavers, now, that’s another story.

A bit off topic but has the “Hogfather” film became a holiday favorite with the Brits? My wife and I watched it last night and really enjoyed it but nobody else here in rural Ohio seems to know about it.

Hey, I thought all British households had a brown betty? That’s what the catalog said were I got mine. Damn those crafty advertising guys.

I like good fruitcake. I’ve rarely encountered any.