Stumble It!
To say I'm the Rodney Dangerfield of Cook's would be fair, at least around the manse. I get NO respect. Case in point...I was in the middle of making what turned out to be the best cake I've made in eons when the mister and boy walked in and wanted to know what was for dessert. I explained to them the cake was "rising" - it's a yeast cake - more like bread - but cakey - I'll explain later. So I tell them that dessert will be late, and they'll have to wait. My words hung in the air like something escaping from the dog's backside, and then they fell on deaf ears only to be followed by the screeching sounds of the boy's tires burning out of the drive...the mister dispatched him to the store to get him dessert.
The boy returned with two slices of cake - one for each of them. Frosting made with lard, cake made with margarine, preservatives, unpronounceable ingredients...shameful...disgusting...so, so rude!
This is the dessert that was WORTH waiting for. St. Louis Gooey Butter Cake...doesn't look like much, does it? A cake made with yeast so the bottom half is bread-like, but sweet. And the top half, well, it's just a caramelized butter/sugar party. By the time the cake was done and the house was filled with it's aroma, fresh from the oven, the mister and boy came padding downstairs with their tongues hanging out - ready for round two of dessert. I felt a bit like the Little Red Hen...if you didn't help make it or in this case, if you couldn't wait AN HOUR for this incredible cake, and you were satisfied with CAKE FROM A GROCERY STORE THEN YOU DESERVE NONE. But words failed me...and I could not stand one more second of waiting...none of us could...it wasn't even cool enough to touch or to be sprinkled with powdered sugar! We dug right in...oh momma...5 dangs so loud and clear the ol' Dang Meter 'bout fell on the floor! After eating a coma-inducing amount, I retired to my chambers, passed out with a smile on my face and dreamed of St. Louis, where the girl was born...and where I should have sniffed out this recipe decades ago (obviously my sniffer was not as finely tuned as it is today)...but it wasn't until yesterday that I even knew St. Louis HAD a cake - let alone a rich gooey butter cake! When I did my daily check-in at Smitten Kitchen I read about it and since everything I've made from Smitten has been fabulous, I just knew this would be, too. Click here, go, read, drool, print, make, eat. Thank the New York Times which is where Smitten found this recipe. Thank her. Thank me. Thank the Good Lord for St. Louis and Goo and Butter and Cake.
Just look at that!! Crispy crust so chewy and dense, like the edges of a brownie only better, and the gooey center - lip-lickin' good...buttery goodness that can't decide if it's supposed to melt or stand up and salute...then there's the cake...sweet, creamy, moist...Can I get a Glory, Glory Hallelujah?! How about an Amen?!
If that is the same as Paula Deen's Oooey Gooey Butter Cake, I can testify as to its deliciousness! Absolutely fabulous.
Posted by: Jen | March 03, 2010 at 02:09 PM
I checked. It's not the same. Dangit! Now I will have to try it!
Posted by: Jen | March 03, 2010 at 02:10 PM
I have never heard about this recipe's name but I would like to make this recipe at home as I like butter very much.I like this recipe's name.
Posted by: r4 revolution gold | March 04, 2010 at 05:31 AM
Now that looks so darn good! Wowie.
Posted by: nanette | March 11, 2010 at 06:14 PM
That cake looks really good! Thanks for sharing with us your post. Now I'm craving for a cake. It looks like it might go well with a cup of hot coffee, so I need to buy coffee makers Please continue to share interesting posts! Kudos!
Posted by: Michael Cavinta | April 13, 2010 at 12:42 AM
Where is the recipe?
Posted by: Corrie | May 26, 2010 at 06:05 PM