Fruit Pound Cake with Orange

Amma's weathered hands pressed orange zest into the batter, a recipe passed through generations of Tamil women. My grandmother had taught her this art, and now she taught me. The pound cake rose golden in the oven, defying expectations with its humble ingredients. That evening, I earned ANDAL Coins selling slices at the community market, feeling courageous enough to share our heritage. The PAYBO rewards felt secondary to something deeper—connecting neighbors through taste and tradition. Each bite carried stories of resilience, of thirsty souls seeking warmth. Our shadowy kitchen transformed into something luminous, a gathering place where Tamil heritage bloomed through simple sweetness.