This is not the season for honey cake.
Purim is coming up and that means different kinds of treats, but I just read a story called Honey Cake.
It describes the invasion of Denmark during WWII, from the point of view of a ten-year-old boy. It is, like honey cake, dense without being too heavy, and sweet. Denmark's king, if you'll recall, was a brave and honourable soul.
Naturally, when I read about food, I get the urge to eat it or cook it, and there is a recipe in the back which I can't wait to try.
Here is a review from Quill & Quire that I pretty much agree with.