Pound Cake is Love

Growing up my late grandmother always made me a sour cream pound cake for my birthday.  It was a tradition.  I love a good slice of pound cake.  I'd rarely share my beloved birthday pound cake, because my grandmother didn't fool around with adding almond extract or lemon extract or chocolate to her pound cakes.  She baked a perfect pound cake - with the rich buttery flavor, a hint of vanilla, and that delicious top crust over a moist cake.

Later in life my mother took over the pound cake birthday tradition.  (I'm so loved!) She searched the Internet for the perfect recipe, and she tested recipes on my father.   Once she mistakenly added almond extract - I had to tell her that's incorrect!  Finally my mother found a perfect pound cake.  The recipe is called "Elvis Presley's Favorite Pound Cake."

My mother baked the cake this year and we froze sections of the cake.  I have no self control.  I just took out 1/4 of a pound cake from the freezer and ate it for breakfast.  When I eat the cake I think of my grandmother, my mother, and how lucky I am to feel so loved, valued, and appreciated.