When I was a kid, my Mom would buy Freihofer's Crumb Cake. The cake part didn't interest me. It was the little sugary morsels on top that I liked.
I'd sneak one large crumb off the side. Then another one from the other side. Then a little one right on top. My mother, of course, would be suspicious when the crumb cake wasn't so crumby anymore.
So one of the things I like about being an adult is that I can finally eat all the crumbs!
This was a little French Crumb Apple Pie from my favorite bakery in NYC. It was good, but not as good as my apple pie!
Acting like a child is one of the joys of adulthood!