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Frankfurter Kranz has been a staple of visits to my Grandmother’s house for as long as I can remember.

Actually, I think that my memory is exaggerating a little because it wants to remember more instances of encounters with this beautiful cake than there actually were. But if the tricks my mind plays on me are as delicious as this one I will gladly accept it and associate childhood visits to my Grandma with a cake she may have made only once or twice. Continue reading