Sundays with Friends – Pound Cake Memories: Must try Peach Pound Cake Recipe!


Today’s Sundays with Friends is coming to you a little differently. Normally, I feature one of your recipes and a story you write about your recipe. The recipe part didn’t change today, because this recipe comes from a friend of my Mom’s. The difference is that I, personally, could write something to go with this one that is very dear to my heart. I hope you enjoy today’s Sundays with Friends and that it warms your heart on this beautiful Sunday morning where we are blessed to be alive.

~From Me ~

There comes a time in a young woman’s life where she begins to think about her culinary expertise and tying it into her family history. We all grow up with a special item each of our family members made. From your Mother to a Cousin, we can remember at least one special dish. I remember a lot of dishes while growing up. But, this isn’t the time to mention them all, as I have written about them a lot in my past posts. This is a time to talk about that all important Pound Cake.

Growing up, I remember countless Pound Cakes. It was a Maw-Maw special. I didn’t understand the importance of a homemade Pound Cake to our family. It was just a delectable, moist, amazing bite of goodness that came out of Maw-Maw’s kitchen. After I was long grown up (wait, can I even consider myself grown up?), correction….Later on in my years as a young adult, I found out why they were so important in our family. It turned out this was the Birthday Cake of choice for my Paw-Paw. Every year, Maw-Maw would make him one. Special and warm right out of the oven.

He’s been gone 15 years now (as I’m teary eyed just writing about him), and if we were fortunate enough to have him here with us, he would love this Peach Pound Cake. Now granted, I could hear the words why change a good thing. But, they would only be uttered after he had given great praise to my achievement in the kitchen with my first ever Pound Cake.

On to the funnier part of the Pound Cake memories. While enjoying them as a youngster, I remember another part of it…I never ever ever saw a WHOLE Pound Cake. Seriously, never a completed circle. It was as if the pan had a special cut out place in it, the exact size of a slice. A Maw-Maw size slice. Hmmmm…..Where did this magical pan come from that included a slice cut out of it??? Was I to need it to make my first one? Ha! Not at all. I eventually figured out, growing up, that it was Maw-Maw’s doing. She always got knife happy and enjoyed a warm slice of the evidence of her masterpiece. Come to think of it, when Paw-Paw was around, I bet the cut out space was double the size. So clever those two.

So, I leave you with this. MAKE THIS CAKE! You will impress people for miles around. And, do not, I repeat do NOT, forget to have a nice slice of the cake just for yourself when it’s cool enough to handle but hasn’t quite lost it’s fresh-out-of-the-oven warmth. You deserve it, and your soul will thank you kindly. *big warm smiles*

Peach Pound Cake

  • 1 cup butter, softened
    2 cups sugar
    6 eggs
    1/2 tsp almond extract
    1 tsp vanilla extract
    3 cups all purpose flour
    1/4 tsp baking soda
    1/4 tsp salt
    1/2 cup sour cream
    2 cups diced fresh or frozen peaches
    Powdered sugar


  1. Preheat oven to 350.
  2. In a large mixing bowl, cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy.
  3. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition.
  4. Beat in extracts.
  5. In a separate bowl, sift flour, baking soda and salt then add to batter alternately with sour cream.
  6. Fold in peaches.
  7. Pour into a greased and floured 10-inch fluted tube pan.
  8. Bake for 60-70 minutes or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean.
  9. Cool for 15 minutes before removing from pan to a wire rack to cool completely.
  10. Dust with powdered sugar if desired.

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Can you get more American than Peaches and Pound Cake?


I first off want to say a warm-hearted Happy Independence Day to my followers here in America. We live in a great Nation, and I swell with pride thinking that I belong here.

Even more so…an appreciation to our soldiers in the military. You are why we are here today. You, and the generations that went before you, are the true heroes of our great Nation. Thank you, from the bottom of my warm, foodie heart.

“Valor is stability, not of legs and arms, but of courage and the soul.” ~Michel de Montaigne

When I think American…a few different foods come to mind. Two of which are fresh peaches and Pound Cake. Even better when they are together! It’s hard to beat a freshly peeled peach sprinkled with a little sugar to where it begins to glisten as the juices soak up the granules of the sugar, and then served on top of a warm, moist slice of Pound Cake. Mmmmmm….salivating over here!

And, if there is one thing I have learned while living in the South and meeting other devout Southerners…when someone tells you that something is good, and that something is present in your near vicinity, you take your happy butt over to where that something is and get you some for yourself! You can’t just take someone else’s word for it. You have to go for it, take the bull by the horns, and savor each morsel of it as time slowly passes in your indulgent world. Whew, best stop, getting carried away here…*smiles*.

All of that mumble jumble being said…I was at a friend’s mother’s house, and someone said that the mother’s Mother-in-Law (you still following me?) made the most amazing Pound Cake. Now, I must boast that Maw-Maw makes some damn good Pound Cake. It was my Paw-Paw’s favorite, and he had good taste. Heck, he married Maw-Maw… (wink). It wasn’t until after the guest that had advised me of this delicacy left the party, that I found the such said Pound Cake sitting lonely near the dessert table. Jennifer, Jennifer, it called out. Take the advice of your new friend…eat me! Ignore the P90X protocols of food…eat me! Don’t worry about the hunt for a plate and knife…eat me! JUST EAT ME! I don’t disappoint my fans…so…of course I had to eat it for your benefit. *smiles* I had to tell you guys about it, and it came highly recommended by a good Southerner! I blame the one that recommended it for my eating it…although, no regrets….*smiles*

Long story short…it was delightful. It warmed the soul, and reminded me of Maw-Maw’s Pound Cake (by the way, Maw-Maw, I know you are reading this…when are you making another one???). The cake was even better when I was allowed to take two slices home for later savoring, and topped it with the aforementioned fresh peaches. For an added touch…a dabble of Breyers CarbSmart Vanilla Ice Cream. Now that, my friends, makes me smile….