Eric went to my recipe index yesterday because he wanted to make these Butter Pecans (a Christmas classic around here). He went to the page, hit ctrl+ F, typed in “butter,” and got 32 matches. That’s right, apparently 32 of my recipes have butter in the title.
I have no shame in adding one more today. I could drink this Warm Vanilla Butter Sauce straight. (And I would, if I wanted to die by 30.) This cake is kind of like warm and moist crack cocaine, but a little more homey. I’m kidding. Kind of. If it weren’t so rich I probably would have thrown down half the cake myself.
My baking addiction has reached an all time low. You all know that I never clean my house unless people are coming to visit. A few hours before my sister-in-law Jessie arrived a couple weeks ago, I was in my pajamas and halfway through vacuuming the house when all the sudden I was rinsing cranberries and measuring flour instead. It’s like I didn’t even think about it, I blinked and instead of scrubbing toilets I was sneaking bits of delicious cake batter. Actually, this kind of sounds like a dream come true.
I was all apologies when Jessie arrived. Sorry it’s not clean, here have some cake. And some butter sauce. Yes, BUTTER SAUCE. A couple days later she was like, “Um, Karen, do you mind if I vacuum a little bit?” What, my cranberry cake didn’t blind you to my dirty floors? It worked on me.
Cranberry cake already would have been good, but I’m telling you, this butter sauce is boss. It soaks into the cake and makes it super moist and melt-in-your-mouth. The tart bite of the cranberries balances out the simplicity of the cake. Then the sauce makes it all twirly sunshine stardom.
This would be perfect to serve for dessert on Christmas. Or even, dare I say, for breakfast? (Let’s be real, it’s not like French toast or cinnamon rolls are any healthier. Let go of your prejudice and embrace dessert for breakfast.)
