For 10 summers at camp, I’d wake up every Sunday morning and head to the dining hall where I’d indulge in a vast buffet boasting the most amazing coffee cake. It was served warm, super moist, with a sinfully sweet crumbly cake topping. It was so good, you simply could not eat just one piece. At that point, I’d break the rules. I’d pack more coffee cake pieces in dozens of napkins, slip them under my bathrobe, and shuffle back to my cabin – where there was a strict no food allowed rule. Ever since then, I have been on a quest for a … [Read more...]