I seem to be congenitally incapable to follow a recipe exactly.It means we often have something delicious that I can never repeat exactly. I have two fruit cakes still in the oven and two already cooked.The house smells wonderful. I always make a small one as a taster because the smell drives OH wild. He can't wait to taste it. When they are cold,they will be wrapped and put away until the week before You-know-what,when I will marzipan and ice them. For the past five years,I have bought cakes,but I felt like I should make some this year.