Comments on: Seven Cakes – Though Dirt Poor, They Had Cake For Christmas

By: Linda Collins

Linda Collins — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 02:37:02 +0000

Christy, My grandmother used to make a 7 flavor pound cake. If anyone has it I would love a copy.

By: Linda Collins

Linda Collins — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 02:34:14 +0000

You are precious. Thank you for the 7 cake story and recipes. It was truly a Kleenex moment. God bless you.

By: Ann Slay

Ann Slay — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 23:35:21 +0000

Christy, thanks for sharing your story and recipes. It reminds me of my parents and the hard times they went through with seven children. (Both deceased years ago.) I have three grown children and two grandchildren and so Blessed to have them and their love. Love carries you though. Merry Christmas to you and all your family.

By: Donna Amick

Donna Amick — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 20:18:08 +0000

Christy, you are amazing! May you and your family have a joyful Christmas.

By: MaryAl

MaryAl — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 19:54:17 +0000

Many blessings this Christmas Season!

By: Lila Wiley

Lila Wiley — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 19:27:12 +0000

Christy, thank you so much for the Seven Cakes of Christmas. Would it be any trouble to e-mail this to us. I want to save the cookbook. If you can’t that’s fine. I know I will enjoy it. I love and enjoy your stories.

By: Icebox Fruitcake | Southern Plate

Icebox Fruitcake | Southern Plate — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 17:35:49 +0000

[...] it! Be sure and head on over to read My family’s Christmas story when you’re done, the Seven Cakes of Christmas (I have a free little ebook for you there, [...]

By: Tricia Protzman

Tricia Protzman — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 17:15:58 +0000

My parents grew up during the Depression and were poor as Job’s ole turkey. Daddy used to talk about how one Christmas he and his seven siblings each received an orange and another year a box of cracker jacks but most of the time they received nothing. At ten years old, his parents died leaving them to live with family and/or friends–whoever would take them in. He said they often dug up roots and other edibles in the woods to eat. Mom fared a little better but still went without food a lot. Dad taught me to love God, my family, and others. He also instilled into me the importance of hard work, responsibility, and helping others (I guess that’s one of the reasons I became a nurse.) When he died in 2000, he wasn’t a rich man but he owned his own business and left my mother in good shape financially. He gave all the credit to the Lord for everything he had. Christy, Thank you for sharing your heartwarming story, your tantalizing recipes, and your words of blessing. Merry Christmas to you and your family.

By: JoAnnW

JoAnnW — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 16:08:50 +0000

I hope you never stop sharing this story at Christmastime…I always need the reminder of how far I myself have come and how truly blessed we are….I tried to make as many gifts as possible this year, I wanted my giving to come from the heart not the store. I love you Sis and I wish you a very very Merry Christmas and a truly healthy, happy, prosperous New Year…..xoxoxo

By: Alice Dunnavant

Alice Dunnavant — Mon, 19 Dec 2011 15:25:31 +0000

Your sweet story brings back so many memories of my childhood….my parents were sharecroppers as well and I can totally relate…they were wonderful (both deceased) and raised nine children through such tough times…we were so blessed to have plenty of food and baskets of fruit under the tree at Christmas.