Sidebar: Coffee Cake

Whoa, this isn’t a post about an NPR segment, what’s going on? I had my food blog debut today and I’m really excited about it so I’m breaking form.
My memories of visiting my Grandma and Grandpa’s house in Denver are defined by food: a bottomless supply of pistachios and jellybeans in strategically placed bowls, See’s chocolates, and build-your-own sandwich assembly lines. And always, when we arrived, there’d be a batch of coffee cake already made and and arranged in a tin with wax paper.
There was nothing better than pattering into their funny retro kitchen, prying open the lid, pouring yourself some coffee, and just easing into your vacation morning. It is absolutely the perfect food: vanilla-y and fluffy, with a little sugar, cinnamony crunch. It ruins you for anything else.



