Good Morning: Blueberry Coffee Cake

There's nothing better on a fall(!) morning that something baking in the oven. Especially if that something is really easy and comforting. Enter coffee cake.

I LOVE coffee cake. Pairs perfectly with coffee, obviously, but the buttery-ness, crunchy topping, and soft fluffy cinnamon-flavored insides make me feel so fuzzy inside.

Justin and I both love blueberries, so I thought I'd add a little extra touch to make them special for this gorgeous fall morning.

A little something sweet to make the day.

Ingredients
1 box coffee cake mix (or cinnamon streusel)
1 tsp vanilla
2/3 cup milk
1/4 oil (I used coconut oil)
1 tbsp butter
2 eggs
1 bag frozen blueberries

Preparation
Preheat the oven to 425 degrees.
1. Melt the coconut oil. Whip it with the eggs, vanilla, and milk. Add in the cake mix and whisk until incorporated.
2. Butter a medium-sized baking dish. Tumble in the frozen blueberries. Pour the batter over the blueberries. Combine the butter with the streusel topping and crumble it over the top of the batter.
3. Bake for 40-45 minutes or until the batter has cooked through (test it with a wooden toothpick).

 

-Katie

A Farewell to Summer

Summer is officially wrapping up, and I'm actually a little sad about this one.

Every other year, I'm happy to say goodbye to summers, because summer in St. Louis is usually as hot and humid as Satan's butthole.

This year, though, it was actually temperate. We didn't go higher than 95 for too many days, and I actually had a chance to, you know, go outside and enjoy the sunshine (hence the lack of blogging.)

This morning was the first morning where that hint of autumn came into the air, and so I'm starting to feel like it's time to pack up the shorts and break out the pumpkin spice.

So, a recap on summer...

 Olive pesto pasta with fried egg.

Toasted ravioli.

Stocking up.

Stocking up some more from DiGregorio's on the Hill (10-lb bag of pasta? Sure!)

Bad day pasta.
Pasta with french fries on top. Because I said so.
And you get to take out all your frustrations on the sauce (click it, I promise it'll make you feel better).

Carbonara pizza. 

More starchy fatty goodness? That's what my summer is all about, bikinis be damned.

Grilled peaches with gin.

Chicken marsala cannelloni. 

Summer isn't summer without a Cards game.

Or a weekend at the lake.

We also went out to eat a few times...

At the Brasserie.

Cheshire Inn's Sunday Brunch.

Cedar Lake Winery.

-Katie