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By Home with Tracy
Growing up, I have great memories of smelling my mom's coffee cake baking in the oven.  Especially on a cold day, the aroma would spread throughout the entire house.

This recipe is great because you can mix it all together and put it in the refrigerator overnight and bake it in the morning.  Perfect for the holidays coming up!

Cake
2 cups flour
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp cinnamon
1 cup buttermilk
1/2 cup butter (softened)
2 eggs

topping
1/2 cup brown sugar
1 tsp cinnamon

glaze
1 cup powdered sugar
1/2 tsp almond extract or vanilla extract
1-3 tsp milk (add one at a time until glaze consistency)

Combine all ingredients for cake in a large bowl.  Mix together for 2 minutes.  Pour into 9x13 pan.  Mix together brown sugar and cinnamon.  Sprinkle over top.  Bake at 350 degrees for 25-30 mins.  Drizzle glaze over top.  Enjoy!

I meant to get a picture to put on here, but my family dug into it too fast, so I wasn't able to.  The cake is super moist and delicious. 
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