![]() New York-Style Crumb Cake Adapted from America's Test Kitchenġ/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, melted, still warmĦ tablespoons unsalted butter, at room temperature Just tell them they could be an Olympic medalist if they do it fast enough! It worked on me, anyway. And if you have kids around that aren't of the age where everything, regardless of origin, is deemed fit for eating, then their curious little hands will be perfect candidates for forming the crumb topping for you. It's the perfect kind of All-Day Cake to keep on the counter-a piece with breakfast, a bit with afternoon tea, a little extra sliver after dinner, etc. ![]() You really can't go wrong with this cake. It's reminiscent of the mile-high crumb cakes you'll find in old world, family-owned bakeries, the kind of thing that just feels so nice with a cup of coffee. And underneath is a dense, moist, buttery cake, rich with vanilla. That cranky, needy, relentless bowl of hand-formed pebble-sized crumbs bakes up into a fantastically thick layer of crunchy-yet-tender edible cobblestones, like a blanket of little brown sugar shortbread cookies. The sleeves were the perfect length.īut happily, the rest of this cake is actually really easy-basic, even-and the end result is certainly worth the trouble. The kind of time that allows you to contemplate big, Oprah-esque Life Questions while rolling tiny dough balls, like, Hmmm, whatever happened to that turquoise v-neck sweater? I really liked that sweater! I need to figure out where that thing went. So I went into this crumb cake with the knowledge that one of the steps would take some time. I can appreciate the authority of an ATK recipe, even if I know that it will probably never involve the easiest way of getting to a finished product. Recipes from this show and its cookbooks rarely fail, if ever, and if they do, you can be pretty sure that it's you that sucks, never the recipe. It appeals to my detail-loving, Type A side. So as I've said before, I am totally obsessed with PBS's America's Test Kitchen. Like how I got all seven years old with myself other day, pretending I had been recruited to an Olympic Tiny Dough Ball-Rolling Team in order to get through the incredibly arduous, albeit delicious result-yielding, task of making the topping for this really great crumb cake. Anyway, she's already developing her own particular brand of logic like all little kids do, funny ways of getting from point A to point B that leave us highly intelligent, efficient grown-up types chuckling and shaking our heads, because, you know, we're so smart and all that we don't need to invent gimmicks to complete a task. Although with the way this girl is trucking through pant lengths (I cringe on the playground-I swear I'm not trying to make my kid look like a hapless geek with highwaters on purpose, people! They fit fine yesterday!) we may have to come up with another nickname. At 16 months, my sweet Baby C has officially been upgraded to Little C.
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