My supercalifragilistikexpialidocious father and husband gave up their beautiful day to travel south of Marshall. As usual, they stepped up and went above and beyond. I think I owe them each a caramel cake (kind of like kudos but gooey-er).
I tried my hand at making caramel cake this week and did pretty well. Not as good as Walker's at the Germantown Commissary, but still great cake. Here's the recipe I used. Kev says its best served slightly warm with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. But hey, what in life isn't?
Cool beans.
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