I had no choice

I was so tired on the way home Sunday, that I didn't notice that I'd grabbed a half gallon of buttermilk, rather than 2%, when we stopped for groceries (what? the caps are both green.). I didn't notice it afterward either, though The Hub cottoned on to the switch when he poured some on his cereal.

I'm far too thrifty to run a whole carton of in-date anything down the drain, so there was only one solution:

The recipe is here.

I've been home for two days, and I'm fairly rested up now, and re-acclimated to my time zone (though nothing can acclimate me to 72 degree fog...), and I know where I am when I wake up in the morning, so I don't know what to blame for the fact that though I googled *buttermilk coffee cake recipe*, I didn't notice until I was putting everything together, that it was, in fact, a recipe for sour cream coffee cake.

I subbed.

It's good.

Trust me on this.