Run, don’t walk, to your local grocery store and purchase the ingredients for this.
Even without the glaze, it is the most moist, scrumptious, spiced, wonderful thing I have eaten in months. Plus, I got to use my weirdo Yankee apple contraption–and how cool is that, really?
(Jacob thought it was pretty cool.)
Well. Just had to get that off my chest. Pigging out on coffee cake is much more fun with company, you know.
I was reading a certain blog yesterday, and noted a certain resolution to knit a pair of socks per month this year. Now, I’d be far from sock-yarn-stashless even if I knit twice that amount, but it seemed like a good idea to try and knock off a pair of socks each month this year anyway. Just think! A year from now, I’ll have 12 more pairs to combat this chilly, chilly house.
Of course, that leaves me with only 6 more days to finish the Pomatomi.
Surely I can manage that, though, right? Especially if I stop eating coffeecake long enough to knit a little each day?