By Elizabeth Hudson, special to Edible DC
Photograph by Hannah Hudson
Growing up, my Saturday morning alarm was the smell of cinnamon—Momma’s Coffee Cake. Crusty with sugar-cinnamon, this was a serious family favorite, and we four Hudson children blessed it liberally with butter or grape jelly. Our beloved treat was shared across our extended family, just as likely to show up on Grandmother’s breakfast table as our own. Adults now, my siblings and I make it for each other when we visit, our own way of saying, “I’m so glad you’re here!”
Some years after my own kids started eating Momma’s Coffee Cake, my grandmother shared her battered recipe box with me. Inside I found a yellowed, well-worn and fragile notecard. The recipe for coffee cake was familiar, but this wasn’t Momma’s. It was Minda’s.
“Who is Minda?” I asked.
Grandmother smiled. … Read More