The sweet treat sure is ugly, but oh so delicious! This picture was taken in the morning when the light can be a little harsh, but I wanted to capture the fresh brown sugar sauce dripping down the sides of the bread. The top of the monkey bread separated a little in the center and it developed like the grand canyon of brown sugar delight.
I had put the camera away for a bit until the harsh lighting was gone. Maybe you can tell from the brown sugar sauce on the bottom of the cake stand that the sauce has started to set and dry. That’s why it was a must to get at least one good picture as the brown sugar dripped down the sides.
This recipe is from one of my parent’s neighbors and long time friend, Vicky. She always brought this up to our house, when I was a child. She used to do a lot of baking and her house always smelled like bacon. The very last time she made me, my own, monkey bread was when I was at college. I think it was for my 19th birthday which was right after I had just started college. It had to have been fresh out of the oven when I picked it up because the brown sugar ran all over my cavalier’s seat. I was able to get it out with no problem, but the brown sugar is one of my fave’s and it leaked all out on Bernice. That was mine and my husband’s pet name for my banged up gold cavalier.
So, after I scarfed down my very last piece of monkey bread, I decided that I needed the recipe or I might just die. My mom works with Vicky so I had mom on the quest for the recipe. When I got the recipe, I was pretty surprised and pumped up that the recipe was incredibly easy to make. This only makes it all the more awesome. I introduced my husband to my very favorite childhood treat and he also fell in love. He nagged for a piece as soon as he smelled it had been baked at lunch. So, I quickly set up my little area to capture some lovely pictures. After about 20 minutes of pictures, I had finished. I went to check on Lucian and I had passed Wesley skipping to the kitchen singing, “monkey bread, monkey bread.” He’s spoiled, no matter what he says.
See, the monkey bread is pretty ugly. I tried to get a picture of the sides after they cut open, but my camera didn’t want to focus on them.