If you were born between 1955 and 1965 you are old enough to remember Bisquick, and it is likely your mom made a coffee cake from it. We loved it when we were growing up. It was cake! It was for breakfast! Of course we liked it. Especially when mom put extra streusel topping on it. For some reason, last week, I saw a recipe for classic coffee cake and I was transported back to Howard Air Force base, Panama Canal Zone, circa 1972. You know I had to make one. Since it was Mother's Day weekend and all.
While it was baking I did this.
While it was cooling, I did this! Fountain turned on and working with no fuss and no muss.
Then because it still wasn't ready to have the glaze applied, I did this.
Which I served on top of this, after it sat for 3 hours.
The asparagus salad does not need to sit on a bed of flashy troutback lettuce, but if you have it, why wouldn't you? I happened to look out the window right as I was getting ready to drizzle the glaze on the cake and so I had to go outside for awhile.
Harvey is the only thing that could come between me and still warm coffee cake.
When I came in I apportioned myself a generous serving, because I could, poured a big cup of coffee, and took a trip down memory lane, fueled by all my senses. Then I sent my sisters and brother pictures so they could wish they were having coffee cake too.
Good recipe by the way. Came out perfectly. No changes made.