“Fruit Cake That Always Turns Out Perfect”

Never Fail Fruit Cake
I never imagined that fruit cake would end up in my top 10 favorite cakes of all time! Growing up, I used to avoid it—always too dry, with way too many sultanas. That all changed when I created this ultra-moist fruit cake, loaded with fruit, nuts, dates, and so much more!Never Fail Fruit Cake
Tis the season for fruitcake! This sweetened condensed milk version is more like candy than cake—and absolutely irresistible. Store it in the fridge, and it will last indefinitely. Seriously.

Ingredients:

1 pound candied cherries
1 pound candied pineapple
1 pound pitted dates
1 pound chopped pecans
4 (8 ounce) packages flaked coconut
3 tablespoons all-purpose flour
2 (14 ounce) cans sweetened condensed milk
How to Make Never Fail Fruit Cake:

Preheat the oven to 300°F (150°C). Lightly grease a 10-inch tube pan and line the bottom with greased parchment paper. Set aside.
Chop the fruit and nuts in a large mixing bowl. Add the coconut and mix thoroughly with your hands. Stir in the flour, then the sweetened condensed milk, blending well.

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