AVA — Like their brethren elsewhere, the Trappist monks of Assumption Abbey are a quiet bunch. They live and work in mostly silent contemplation, seldom speaking. They pray seven times a day, starting at 3:30 a.m., in their small, gray brick chapel. They walk their forested 3,400 acres, deep in the Ozarks, with robes floating behind them and crisp leaves under their feet. They notice things: a bluebird, a car. Then fruitcake season hits.
Fruitcake is a slice of heaven
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