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Pumpkin Crunch Cake


I hate Pumpkin Pie. I really don't like any pie for that matter, but Chris loves them. I typically do the good wife thing and bake some for him. He had an office Thanksgiving Feast, so I had to come up with something to make. Sadly, I couldn't partake myself because of work, so I had to find something I could prepare the night before. Voila! Pumpkin Crunch Cake. Remember I dislike pumpkin pie? I do love me some pumpkin crunch cake. It is DELISH! and easy! Did you hear me? EASY, PEASY!


Pumpkin Crunch Cake

Ingredients:
  • 1 box yellow cake mix
  • 1 can (15 oz) pumpkin puree
  • 1 can (12 oz) evaporated milk
  • 3 large eggs
  • 1 1/2 cups sugar
  • 1 tsp. cinnamon
  • 1/2 tsp. salt
  • 1 1/2 cups chopped pecans (the original recipe called for 1/2 cup)
  • 1 cup butter, melted
Heat oven to 350 degrees F.  Grease bottom of 9 x 13″ pan.  Mix pumpkin, milk, eggs, sugar, cinnamon, and salt.  Pour mixture into greased pan.  Sprinkle dry cake mix over pumpkin mixture and top with pecans.  Drizzle melted butter over pecans.  Bake 50-55 minutes.

I got up at 5 am the day of the feast and whipped up some fresh whipped cream. Yummo!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I want to see a picture!

Love ya, j
Kara said…
I don't have a picture, dufus. Sorry. There are a ton online though. Just search for it. Make it. You'll like it, though it isn't GF unless you use a GF cakemix on top ;)

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