Surprisingly, today was my first time making coffee cake. I remember this dessert sitting on the stove from time to time at my parents house growing up and oddly enough can picture it perfectly with the main lights turned off and just the stove light left on; it’s funny how some (random) memories stick around. I was very lucky growing up in a beautiful home where my parents always cooked delicious meals and baked wonderful desserts! Quick side story? Continue reading
The Cake to your Coffee
