I woke up early as usual to make and send an item before going into my retail job today. AAAAAND I made a good breakfast!
Cherry Coffee Cake
For the topping:
- 2 ounces (4 tablespoons) unsalted butter, melted, plus more for dish
- 3/4 cup all-purpose flour, plus more for dish
- 1/4 cup granulated sugar
- 1/4 cup packed light-brown sugar
- 1/4 teaspoon kosher salt
- 1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
For the cake:
- 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 teaspoon baking powder
- 1/4 teaspoon kosher salt
- 4 ounces (1 stick) unsalted butter, softened (Very little butter left, so I used vegetable oil)
- 3/4 cup granulated sugar
- 2 large eggs
- 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
- 1/4 cup buttermilk (I had no buttermilk, so I used Vitamin D)
- 2 cups fresh sour cherries, pitted
Preheat oven to 350° F. Butter a 9-inch round baking dish, dust with flour, tap out excess.
In a medium bowl, stir together butter, flour, sugars, salt, and cinnamon. Set topping aside.
Whisk together flour, baking powder, and salt in a medium bowl. Using a stand mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, cream butter and granulated sugar until pale and fluffy. Beat in eggs and vanilla. Working in alternating batches, add flour mixture and buttermilk, beginning and ending with flour. Beat until just combined. Pour into prepared dish, and smooth with an offset spatula. Dot top with cherries, and sprinkle with crumb topping.
Bake until golden and a tester inserted into center comes out clean, about 1 hour. Let cool before cutting.
*I was so disappointed with my baking yesterday I had to try again. So I attempted this. I didn’t use enough flour in my topping, so it caramelized and melted on top. Which was actually WONDERFUL. It seeped into the cake and made it moist and delicious! I couldn’t complain.
I ate the leftover tuna pasta salad from the other night for lunch.
I got to see G for a little bit at work. He was on break as I got there. I was being paged to the front so I (unintentionally) pulled this adorable stunt where I ran out of the breakroom, then ran back in because I forgot my name tag, then ran back out. It made him laugh. I like that.
He stayed later than I thought he was going to. So I got to talk to him on my break. We made plans for Monday, I gave him a kiss on the cheek and a hug (in full view of everyone, if there were any suspicions, I’ve pretty much confirmed them) and went back to work.
That put me in an amazing mood for the rest of the night.
So I ate dinner.
Chili from the cafe.
A coworker (who was in cahoots with G….I really wanted to walk home tonight but no such luck….grrrrr…) drove me home. He offered to look at my car and fix the belt on it. Mainly so I don’t walk home at night anymore. All these boys trying to take care of me. It works to a point. I hardly go on night walks anymore. I will one of these nights just because I love it SO much and I HATE not doing the things that I love.
It would be nice to have my car again. If only to go dancing. I miss dancing.
Exercise: 2 mile walk