Blueberry buttermilk cake

Ok, full disclosure: this post is a cheat. I've posted about this recipe not once but twice before, once when I made it with raspberries and once when I made it with cranberries.

Is this a sign of blogging laziness, or just a great recipe?

Probably both. It's hard to keep the content fresh here. I've whined about this before, and I've heard other bloggers say the same thing, which makes me feel a little bit better. It's challenging to come up with new recipes all the time, and clever (or even dull) things to write about them. I can barely pull it together to post two or three times a week; I can't fathom how some people post every day.

Fussing aside, I'm still a huge fan of this recipe. It's simple and a total knockout. All you need is a little softened butter, buttermilk, and some kind of fruit. This time around, blueberries.

Just as a warning, you'll kind of want to eat the batter, which smells of vanilla and sugar and fresh berries, straight from the pan, unbaked. I want you to be prepared so you can plan accordingly. Maybe enlist someone to supervise you, keep your paws out of the cake. Someone other than a big friendly dog who also enjoys sampling cake, cooked or not. A dog who likes to hang out underfoot, catching stray blueberries that roll off the counter.

I can't really say that nobody got a lick of batter off the spatula. What happens in the kitchen, stays in the kitchen...