This is my kind of cake: low drama, big personality. It is the one you bake when you want the house to smell like cinnamon and toasted sugar, but you do not want to babysit layers, stacks, or a frosting situation that requires a pep talk.
The vibe here is warm and spiced, but not flat. We are blooming the spices in butter, then letting brown sugar, vanilla, and a little tang from yogurt do the rest. The crumb stays soft for days, the edges get lightly crisp, and the maple glaze is optional in the same way a great playlist is optional.





