2/3 cup sugar (can substitute applesauce….but may need to add more flour if it makes the mixture too ‘soupy.’)
4 tablespoons pineapple juice
2/3 cup all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 cup butter (1/2 stick or 4 tablespoons)
2/3 cup brown sugar
1 (14 ounce) can pineapple rings or crushed pineapple (drained)
Set oven at 350°. Spray or coat muffin tins with oil (nut oils such as almond or hazelnut work well.)
In a mixing bowl, blend together wet ingredients; eggs, sugar, and pineapple juice. Beat for 2 minutes. Add dry ingredients and mix till smooth.
In a sauce pan on low, melt butter then add the brown sugar – stir constantly. Remove heat once sugar is melted. *Watch this step closely so that the sugar doesn’t burn.
Build your mini cakes from the bottom up. 1st add a tablespoon of the butter / sugar mixture to each muffin tin. Next, place cherry in the middle, top this with the pineapple then add enough batter to fill the muffin up to the half-way mark.
Bake for 30-35 minutes, until a wooden pick in the center of cakes comes out clean.
Short Fiction paired with the Recipe
Sarah’s Words – a woman uses baking to express her feelings
Sarah picked up the salt dish. As she held the small, decorative container in the palm of her hand, her thoughts drifted to another time. Aunt Rose gave this to me when I was twelve. She laughed so hard when I told her how I used to make fairy stew in it with the long-handled glass spoon. The fine lines at the edges of Sarah’s eyes deepened when she smiled.
Sarah gathered a small mound of the crystals between her forefinger and thumb. She gently rubbed them together over a pile of four so that that the Celtic Sea Salt would distribute evenly. In Aunt Rose’s, day the salt in this container would have been Morton’s.
These Mini Pineapple Upside Down Cakes are going to be so cute! she thought as she hefted the bowl into the crook of her arm. Her hand and arm began to move in circular motions. The happy family recollections faded. A small frown appeared b as Sarah thought about why she was making the cakes.
Sarah didn’t consider herself an overly emotional person. She was proud of the fact that she was known for being ‘on point,’ extremely focused, dependable and very hard working. When people around her were suffering, her standard response was a pat on the back, and a gruff, “Just keep going, it will pass,” type of comment.
But this time was different. Sarah had a hard time grappling with the reason for the gathering that she and her family were about to attend. Her standard responses would not apply here. For a well-educated and well-spoken person, Sarah was at a loss. She, truly, did not know what to say. So she poured her love, comfort and concern into the little cakes. She hoped that showing up, and the care that went into the baking of them would make a difference.