One of the millions and millions of things I love about my husband is that he comes with dessert. No matter the day, no matter the hour, when we’re craving sweets, Trey can always whip up something tasty.
Usually it’s peanut butter cookies, which will do in a pinch, but tonight, it’s butter cake…from scratch. It’s in the oven as we speak.
Folks, there’s nothing better than curling up on the couch on a random Thursday night and being surprised by a mixing bowl wallpapered with batter-y goodness all for you to lick clean.