When Doug and I had been married only several weeks, I wanted to make a coffee cake for Saturday breakfast. I looked in my shiny, new Better Homes and Gardens cook book for a recipe. I couldn't find one like my mom used to make. So I called her and got her recipe from the Betty Crocker cookbook she had as a new bride. I scribbled it down on a sticky note and stuck it in my cook book. There it is to this day. True story.
I love this coffee cake and wish I had a nickel for every time I've made it over the last 20 years.
It's perfect with a glass of milk. Or coffee. Duh.
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