As a stress cooker, I did my fair share of baking in college. Most of my friends knew that an all night study session would inevitably be followed by an afternoon of baking stuff I couldn’t possibly eat, so they’d drop by after class got out to enjoy the spoils. Most of the time I’d make some cookies, but after a really bad test, I needed cake. Pound Cake, that is. So easy, and so good. Southern food made simple.