The irony of this post is astounding. Growing up, I hated coconut and therefore, hated this cake. The recipe has been in my family for years starting with my wonderful Aunt Jean whose memory lives on in this cake and other wonderful recipes. I’ve written before about my family of great bakers and she was one of them. My palate has matured significantly and in addition to now loving coconut, I’ve grown to love other childhood food hates like tomatoes!