Growing up, my days in New York were filled with the crumbs from Entenmann's coffee cake. Not the cake part--I always found it stale and dry--just the sweet, cinnamon-laced crumb topping. To this day, whenever I see a great coffee cake recipe or am particularly missing my grandmother, the craving won't subside until it's taken care of. Both these things smacked into each other last week. The coffee cake came care of an adorable lady butcher I know who's behind what is quite possibly my new favorite blog; missing my grandmother came from cleaning out my family's house in Douglaston. This cake happened.
About a month ago, a recipe for Blueberry Hazelnut Coffee Cake went up on Yummy Books, Cara Nicoletti's recipe blog. But I didn't see it until recently and I wanted to add peaches (side note: I have been eating all the peaches this summer. I'm like some rabid peach eater.) I also forgot to pick up hazelnuts. And I wanted to use my new 12" cast iron skillet like a grown-up. I scaled up the recipe, adding a pound of fruit and eating a fair share of the topping.
Unfortunately, I made the decision to bring this cake to a BBQ hoping to give away about half and bring the rest home. WRONG! My lovely, wonderful friends ate all of my cake! I had been a bit nervous since my oven desperately needs recalibrating and the cake ended up in there for nearly an hour and a half. But I do believe this is a winning coffee cake recipe, enough so that I might rather make this than buy Entenmann's.