I was going to post the link, and then read further to see yours. We love Collin Street fruitcake, will continue to buy it, and I get all teary-eyed thinking how my grandparents would send a can to us no matter where we were living overseas, every year, never missed one. Even sent them to Vietnam when my daddy was there. It meant home, and family and love. Just opening the box and seeing that tin cover makes me a little kid all over again. I’ll cut a slice and and it will be like my elders are all alive again, and I’ll see my daddy’s smile as he gets his first taste of fruitcake for the season. Drats, who would have known I’d have to type through tears on a fruitcake thread.
No kidding, Deluxe is in our blood!
My Grandparent lived in Corsicana and many a time as a little kid I would walk down and watch them make the fruit cakes through the big window, when they were still actually on Collins Street. Had Deluxe every year, not ready to miss one yet! Merry Christmas