December 22, 2001
Fruitcakes: As memorable as a story by Capote
By
Joe Guzzardi
Every year, right after the Fourth of July, my
grandmother began to put together her Christmas
fruitcakes.
She made one for each of her three children and one
more for herself. We kids didn’t get one, though.
Fruitcakes soaked in brandy for six months are not the
thing for kids.
And few kids are into dried fruits and pecans stuffed
into a thick batter.
Recently, I decided to continue my grandmother’s
practice of mailing fruitcakes out to family and close
friends.
I took up the fruitcake tradition even though I
suspect fruitcakes, with their historical ties to dear
old England, are no longer politically correct.
Right off the bat, I learned what my grandmother
surely knew early on. Fruitcakes get a bad rap. Once
anyone has eaten one of those gummy, tasteless
concoctions sold in the supermarkets, any future
fruitcake is looked upon with trepidation.
Even the designer fruitcakes offered on the Internet
are full of preservatives and melon rinds colored to
look like plums or cherries.
But a real fruitcake is a thing of beauty. Studded
with real fruits, fresh California nuts, and complex
spices, a fruitcake can be the star of the Christmas
show.
And long after the Christmas memories have faded, a
fruitcake taken on a long road or camping trip will
beats the pants off a power bar.
Fruitcake has a virtually unlimited shelf life. Wrap
a fruitcake in cheesecloth doused with the liquor of
your choice and it will be good to go months from now.
While most fruitcakes are stored in a Tupperware
container, in some parts of the country they are kept in
the sideboard with a glass of whiskey in the center
hole.
Fruitcakes have been served at weddings and Christmas
since the early 1800s. The ratio of fruit to batter has
always been an issue for fruitcake bakers. At least half
the weight of the cake should be fruit. Cakes with
smaller amounts of fruit are called Plum Cakes or Dundee
Cakes.
But when fruitcake first appeared in the late 1800s,
the ratio was often higher than 50-50.
In one of the first recorded recipes, recorded by one
Eliza Smith in 1753, 4 pounds of flour were mixed with 4
pounds of butter, spice, 20 egg yolks, 5 pints of cream,
6 pounds of currants, candied lemon and orange peel.
Only 1.5 pounds of sugar were used in Eliza Smith’s
”Great Cake”
As if getting the proper balance of all those
ingredients wasn’t enough of a challenge for the 18th
century home baker, getting around the kitchen was a
major undertaking.
All the fruitcake ingredients were carefully
prepared. The fruit was hand washed, dried and stoned,
if necessary. The butter was also washed and rinsed in
rosewater. Sugar had to be pounded and sieved.
Eggs were beaten for at least a half an hour, as was
the custom of the day.
Yeast or ”barm” from fermenting beer had to be coaxed
to life.
Finally, the cook had to cope with the temperamental
wood-fired ovens of the era.
Needless to say, things are easier for the 21st
century cook. An outstanding fruitcake can be put
together in less than an hour. And it will be remembered
long after the last crumbs have disappeared.
To add to your baking pleasure, read ”A Christmas
Memory” by Truman Capote while the aroma of your
fruitcake fills your house.
Capote, who grew up in rural Alabama during the Great
Depression, recalls baking fruitcakes with his cousin,
Miss Sook Faulk.
Capote and Sook baked the cakes and delivered them
via baby carriage to their nearly destitute neighbors.
One year, Capote and Sook baked a fruitcake for
Franklin Delano Roosevelt.
“A Christmas Memory” begins”In fruitcake weather.”
The story of the friendship between two odd souls — one
young and one old — is a Christmas classic.
Another great book is ”Fruitcake: Memories of Truman
Capote and Sook” by Capote’s aunt, Marie Rudisill.
The book provides insights into Capote’s life growing
up in the rural South where he was reared by distant
relatives until he was 10.
Even better than the biographical details of one of
America’s great writers is the 22 outstanding fruitcake
recipes for all occasions. Each is great but there is
something distinctly Southern about the Robert E. Lee
Fruitcake and the Pecan Fruitcake.
Rudisill reminds readers she and Capote gathered
pecans by climbing the giant trees and shook the
branches until the nuts fell to people waiting below.
The book is a year-round tribute to fruitcake or, as
Rudisill calls it, the”Queen of Cakes.”
Joe Guzzardi [email
him], an instructor in English
at the Lodi Adult School, has been writing a weekly
column since 1988. It currently appears in the
Lodi News-Sentinel.