Growing up here in Ala, we had a Neighbor Lady who made Blackberry Wine to soak her Fruit Cakes in, come Holiday Season. My Dad would know about when she'd have the cakes ready every year, so he'd go over & be gone awhile & come back tanked on all the sugar & B. Wine in the cake. Back then, people visited much more often and most folks I knew had sweet deserts sitting on the table, usually covered, & when you'd go in they'd offer you a plate, fork and cup of coffee. Those were the good ole' days. When I watch The Waltons on TV it reminds me of back then.