So far, anyway. So I thought I’d turn on my oven to make Blueberry Coffee Cake – I found the recipe on the web and I’m going to have to apologize to wherever it came from because I forgot to make a note of it. But it needs lemon anyway and I made a few more modifications = new recipe?
Blueberry Coffee Cake (low fat)
oven: 375, 9 x 9 pan sprayed with nonstick and lined with parchment paper
You mix this up as you mix up muffins:
- 1 1/2 c. flour (I used Nutriflour)
- 2 t. baking powder
- 1/2 t. baking soda
- 1/2 t. salt
- 1 c. plain nonfat yogurt
- 3 T. vegetable oil
- 2 eggs
- 1 t. vanilla
- juice and grated rind of 1 small lemon or 1/2 large lemon
- 1/4 c. flour
- 1/4 c. brown sugar
- 1/4 c. quick oats
- 2 t. melted butter
1 1/2 c. blueberries
Make the streusel, mixing all ingredients together until crumbly.
Pour the wet ingredients into the dry, mix until barely combined, add blueberries and mix until just combined. Pour into pan and sprinkle with streusel. Bake 35 minutes (test). Let cool before cutting as it’s a very soft cake.
We are going to the beach today to surprise a friend for her birthday – her husband organized it and coincidentally it’s on the hottest day of the year. Each family is going to bring our own food but the husband is providing some treats also. What food is he providing for the hottest day of the year? Sushi and ice cream cake!!! He’s going to keep the sushi in our restaurant fridge, instead of in his car, so good thing there was space. But the ice cream cake is going to be very exciting in 30+ degree temperature. So like a guy, I love it. Also like a guy: Justin made it home alive from the White Cruise….but he lost his shoes. Not on the boat, at a house party afterwards. I could almost understand the boat, well, not really, but – at someone’s house? How do you do that?
So I’ve spent my day preparing picnic food: o-nigiri rice balls, teriyaki chicken, salad, cucumber sticks, cherries, and blueberry coffee cake. I’ve just realized that I haven’t figured out drinks at all. I suppose that’s just like a girl. O well. At least I know where all my shoes are.