Coffee Caramel Monkey Bread

 I have no recollection of the first time I tried monkey bread, but somewhere in my youth, or childhood, I must have done something good because it was included in my growing-up experience. Whenever my mom made it she used store-bought bread dough…

coffee caramel monkey bread

 I have no recollection of the first time I tried monkey bread, but somewhere in my youth, or childhood, I must have done something good because it was included in my growing-up experience. Whenever my mom made it she used store-bought bread dough, which made assembling much easier (I never once saw a jar or packet of yeast in her kitchen). She’d roll small pieces of dough into balls and cover them in butter and sugar, throw them in a Bundt pan, and pop them in the oven. The house would fill up with that cinnamon-and-sugar scent that instantly evokes pleasure and stomach growls, and my siblings and I would pace in front of the oven door, constantly peeking inside to check on the progress. Finally the Bundt pan would emerge; the caramel would be bubbling and the dough balls busting out of the pan, and we would wait for the big flip. My mom would gear up with both oven mitts and close her eyes in a silent prayer as she turned the pan over onto a plate. Would it fall in one piece? We didn’t care. She would yell at us, You still have to wait for it […]

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