I think I need to start a support group for those of us (relatively few, it seems) who love fruitcake. In my opinion, the haters haven’t tried the right kind of fruitcake. It’s been almost two years since my novel, The Last Suppers, came out. The story is about a young, female prison cook who is obsessed with preparing the most meaningful last meal for death row inmates. One of the elderly inmates chooses fruitcake, a recipe from his childhood. The novel contains a recipe appendix and I...