After I tucked both Will and Walker into bed, I sneakily sliced one morsel having absolutely no idea the extravagance of what was about to come into contact with my tongue…
Some call it “Chocolate Chip Pound Cake,” I, on the other hand, don’t know what to call it, but it is so amazingly delicious…
If you dare,
(or Kay Roger, however you refer to that lovely place)
And once your slightly crispy-edged pan of heaven lets a toothpick escape clean, cut a slice, draw a bubble bath, pour some milk, and have what I would call One Night of Incredibly Heavenly Indulgence.
Not being much of a recipe blogger, you know this must be to die for,