Hello! I’ve been re-reading posts from… well a long time ago, and wow I was a snarky little Drucker, wasn’t I? Now I’m a mom, who bakes cake (too much) and drinks vodka (not enough), and I melt when I see little feet peeking out from under a blanket. How the mighty do fall!
Like so many cake-baking bloggers before me, I had to go ahead and try Edna Lewis’s Busy Day Cake. I’ve made it both with buttermilk and without, and I can’t honestly say I noticed a difference. What I can say is that it is absolutely divine. Even the name evokes a simpler time, when people baked cakes on busy days and kept a pitcher of buttermilk out on a countertop, to dip into now and again throughout the day.
It’s buttery and fragrant and just sweet enough, sheer perfection by itself or topped with warm strawberry compote and a dollop of freshly whipped cream.
Thank you, Reverend Michael, for the gorgeous plate.
Like so many good things in life, this cake goes fast, and when it’s gone, you wish there were more. If you’re reading, please comment! I crave adult conversation. (Not THAT kind of adult, Mr or Ms Naughty Knickers. Adult as in Elmo, Peppa and/or Thomas the Train do not enter the conversation.) TIA!
Mother Drucker 