(1969 December 7)
On December 7 we were snowbound and [Lorin and I] made fifteen pounds of Fruit cake. (Jokingly we wondered if such a big recipe wouldn't last us the rest of our lives. Only too true [noted in margin, June 1970].) It was unusual for us to do these things together, and we thoroly enjoyed it. He helped me partly because of the fun and partly because both of these projects [mincemeat and fruit cake] were too much for me alone, and he knew it and came to my rescue, as always. We packed it all away with brandy ... and stored it in the attic after first taking out a cake for Christmas and sending one to Aunt Mary Maibuchner in Fond du Lac.
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