This is the first post in my new blog, that’s some good cookin’ and I am dedicating it to my Grandmother, Thelma Bates. This is a very old family recipe for sour cream pound cake; one that my great grandmother used to make in a wood burning stove. I can’t even imagine how that was possible. How IS that possible? I can see cooking meats and stews and biscuits, but a cake? Maybe it worked well because of the simple ingredients, or maybe it worked well because about the only way to wreck this cake is by over-cooking it or using lite sour cream and fake butter. But then, if you try to lighten up this heavenly wonder you deserve to have a wrecked, joyless, flop of a cake.
I have to confess, though, that one of my favorite things to do to this cake, when it comes out of the oven, is to sort of accidentally-on-purpose drop it on the counter. Confused? Well, the cake “falls” or collapses and gets kind of gooey and dense in the center. On the really good “falls”, the center is almost like a custard filling. Sigh.
Generally, I make this cake in a bundt pan. Hmm…every time I say the word “bundt” I think of the movie “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”. You remember the part about the bundt cake, don’t you? If not, go somewhere and rent the movie and watch it while you are eating this cake.