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My Guy's Favorite Coffee Cake

For Thanksgiving week I thought I'd share some recipes that are easy, delicious and actually make nice hostess or holiday gifts. This first one is a coffee cake recipe I found online and tweaked a bit. It's all made in one pan, doesn't require special ingredients, and comes out absolutely delicious. It's great as a breakfast treat as well as a dessert. My guy loves it so much I make it for him at least once a month.

GRANDMA'S COFFEE CRUMB CAKE

INGREDIENTS

For the Crumb Topping:

3 tablespoons flour

¼ cup sugar

¼ cup brown sugar

1 teaspoon cinnamon

3 tablespoons butter, cut into small pieces

Optional: Confectioner’s sugar to sprinkle on top after baking

For the Cake:

2 cups all-purpose flour

¾ cup sugar

1 teaspoon cinnamon

2 teaspoons baking powder

½ teaspoon salt

1 tsp vanilla extract

5 tablespoons butter, softened

1 egg

1 cup milk

INSTRUCTIONS

1. Preheat the oven to 375F. Grease a 9-inch square baking pan or layer cake pan.

2. In a small bowl blend the crumb topping ingredients together, work the butter into the flour until well incorporated, and set aside.

3. In large bowl with an electric mixer on low speed beat all flour, sugar, cinnamon, baking powder, salt, vanilla, butter, egg and milk for 30 seconds. Increase the speed to medium and continue to beat, scraping down the sides of the bowl if necessary, until well blended.

4. Spread the batter into the prepared pan and spread the crumb topping over it. Bake for about 33 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean. Cool on a wire rack for 15-20 minutes before serving. Sprinkle top with powdered sugar if desired.

Nutritional Estimates Per Serving: 205 calories, 8.6 g fat, 29.2 g carbs, 1.6 g fiber, 3.7 g protein and 6 WW PointsPlus Value

Comments

nightsmusic said…
Good gravy, that looks delicious!! I might have to make that for Christmas Eve morning. I do an egg and sausage strata for Christmas morning though it will probably only be the two of us again this year. That's fine. It's quiet :)
the author said…
It's really good, plus it works great as a breakfast coffee cake.

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