“Oatmeal Cake” is a treat from my childhood. It is one of those old recipes of my mothers that came from who knows where. It really isn’t the most beautiful cake to look at but the taste makes up for it. It is moist with a light crust that tops an almost caramel layer. It is quite addicting. My husband said as he was eating one of the last pieces,” I know why you don’t make this very often.” My reply,” because I could eat the whole pan.” His retort back, ” so could I”.
