This simple chocolate chip crumb coffee cake is the ideal way to start any day, and it makes a perfect afternoon snack, too!
Do you love coffee cake the way I love coffee cake? I’m not entirely sure when you’re supposed to eat coffee cake—is it supposed to go with your morning coffee or is it more of an afternoon thing? Does it even need to go with coffee?
(Monday mornings are surely the right time for life’s burning questions, right?)
I like to pretend it’s breakfast (or brunch!!!), because if I have coffee after about 10 a.m. I get a massive headache. And of course I can’t have coffee cake without a cup of coffee.
I’ve been talking a lot about moving lately, because I’m involved in the most protracted move ever. The last two weeks were full of bubble wrapping and packing, then I drove a car full of boxes over to PHX so I could meet the cable guy and the window guy and make sure the roof of my house had been repaired properly—not that I could tell but I tried. Then I drove back to San Diego, hoping all the while my remaining possessions had packed themselves.
Spoiler alert: they had not.
So instead of packing the rest—the movers are scheduled, Kels!—I’ve been spending the weekend reading about ways to cope with the stress of moving. This is despite the fact that I know the best way to cope is to throw myself into packing and just get it over with.
Seriously, my apartment is hardly bigger than a child-size-9 shoebox; packing should take all of 20 minutes. But no. I have to drag it out and make it as painful as possible.
The other thing I’ve been doing instead of packing is trying to find ways to use up ingredients in my pantry. I tell myself it’s better to use them up because it’s one less thing to pack. And we all know how much space chocolate chips take up in boxes. . .
Oh yeah, and the crumb topping? It’s as thick as the cake itself. Extra-thick crumb toppings are so, sooooo necessary.
With hints of cinnamon, globs of chocolate, and just a touch of almond extract, this is a coffee cake to wake up for. Enjoy!
(P.S., don’t worry. At some point I’ll get the move over with and stop writing posts that are really just rants about how much I despise moving. Promise.)
Adapted from The King Arthur Flour Baker’s Companion