Coffee and Cannolis

There are some recipes that automatically take you back to childhood.  This cake is one of them!  Growing up, my Nana Ethel used to make this for many many family get-togethers. We call it sour cream cake, and I remember as a kid thinking that was weird.  I mean, sour cream in a cake?  And how come I liked it, since I don't like sour cream?  That's the good thing about kids though; all you have to do is tell them it's cake and they'll eat.  Unless they're my nearly 3-year-old on Easter who said he doesn't like cake.  But, he's also going through a phase where he says he doesn't like his favorite things, and then proceeds to eat more than ever only minutes later. I've been wanting this recipe for years, and after many failed Google attempts to find it, I finally caved and ask my mom and aunt if they have it.  My aunt immediately called me with the recipe spouted off from memory.  Not only did my cousins, brother and I grow up with this cake, I ne