When my mother made this coffee cake, we were in heaven! We begged for it as children, and it never lasted long. We could not wait to un-spiral the buttery, sugary, cinnamony pieces and let them melt in our mouths. Ooh, Mm, Mm, Good! I once commented to my mom how much I missed it and she baked one, wrapped it in foil and fed-ex'd it to me over night. Oh heaven!