Happy Friday, Everyone!
The weather has been cold but in a more manageable way as I am sitting in my patio enjoying my late afternoon tea with a piece of coffee cake, which I baked this early morning. It has a taste of that nostalgic youth.
Friday was (and still is) my favorite day of the week, back in Junior High. Because it was coffee cake day for lunch. It was then where I had my very first coffee cake, ever. My two best friends (and still are) and I would sit in a corner of the quad (where kids would scatter around in groups of 3 – 4) outside of the cafeteria savoring our coffee cakes while chatting about our weekend plans, which we normally would go to each others house to do homework, play, and watch Sailor Moon and Pokemon.
Unlike other cake that I had, it was crumbly on the top. I would pick off and eat the top first. If you ask me what it tasted like, I could not quite pinpoint it, (partly due to my undeveloped taste bud back then) but sure enough to say it was the best coffee cake I have ever eaten, in a sense, that first love is always the sweetest.
I used to wonder why coffee cake is called “coffee cake” when it does not contain any coffee. So I learned, it’s just simply a cake intended to be eaten alongside coffee, as part of a breakfast meal, during a coffee break, or around a coffee table. But I like to enjoy mine with milk tea, like the British, in a high tea fashion style. A bit of tea, a bit of milk, and a bit of crumbly cake.
It’s crumbly. Very. Be extra caution when you eat it. It might get all over your face and clothes and floor.
When I come to think of coffee cake, it’s more than just a cake. It’s a taste of youth, best friends, and nostalgic memory.
What food reminds you of your youth?