Being confined to a small space has its benefits. Right now, since we don’t trust our 4-month-old puppy with much more than the kitchen area, that is where the family has been each evening…all evening…and much of the weekend when it’s raining outside. It’s great bonding time, but I think we’re all feeling a bit constrained and claustrophobic.
While I was making these muffins last Saturday morning, my kids got on the topic of being married. It’s quite funny listening to a conversation between a 6 and 4 year old. Matthew told Grace she needs to marry someone she knows, so she said, “Well, I want to marry mommy.” (Bless her little heart.) Matthew promptly told her that wouldn’t work. Grace then asked, “Who are you going to marry?” He said no one, because you have to kiss and that’s really gross. “It’s like kissing a fish with slobber on its lips.” (Where does he get this??) Continue reading
It’s funny how come fall, I crave pumpkin. Between September and November I can’t tell you how many pumpkin related food I make, but once Thanksgiving hits, I have no desire to eat, think about, or make anything pumpkin. Is anyone else with me on this one?
And while I’m being honest here, I have a confession to make. I really dislike pumpkin pie. Please don’t hate me. I only make it because it’s tradition at Thanksgiving, but I don’t eat it. Now, if you’re talking pumpkin milkshakes, pumpkin cupcakes, or even pumpkin waffles, then I’m all in. It’s also why my husband buys the $7 dollar Costco pumpkin pie and relishes eating it every day for a week, because he knows I won’t make it. (A few weeks ago, while shopping at Costco and finding it magically appear in my shopping cart, I gave half of it to my neighbors. That pie is so huge!!) Continue reading
It’s just been one of those weeks. Ever have one? You know, where when something goes wrong, everything goes wrong? I’m not big into superstition, but I do tend to believe that bad things happen in threes. If I’ve had two bad things happen, I’m on pins and needles until the third comes. Then I can breathe. I’d tell you my three things, but that’d be a depressing post, so I’ll stick to something happy.
To cheer myself up, and the fact that chocolate and fruit are all I crave now, I baked up some muffins. I made them early in the morning, so my house could stay somewhat cool the rest of the day. (Thank goodness Eric put in the wall AC unit! I told myself I didn’t want to be pregnant in the summer again, but, well….that didn’t happen. Actually, I can’t complain too much; Oregon summers are fantastic. It’s been in the mid-80s all week and I love it.)
As a special treat, I gave Matthew one for breakfast. They are muffins, after all. (I told him to smile for the camera, but I guess smiling means lean your head forward. Apparently we need to work on that.) Continue reading
Today is a cloudy day. A cloudy day in need of some sunshine. Lemons, to me, are like liquid sunshine. For whatever reason, they make me feel happy. And when you add a summer fruit, even a dreary day like today is sunny. This recipe comes from my family cookbook, and it’s a recipe my grandmother used to make often. I honestly don’t know where she got her recipe from–probably from her local newspaper years ago, as she was apt to try many recipes from there.
You can use fresh or frozen blueberries. A trick to keeping them separated from each other and not turning your batter purple is to coat the berries with a little bit of flour. Just a little bit will do.
This is the normal mix-all-the-dry-ingredients-together-and-then-the-wet-ingredients-and-them-mix-the-two-together batter. Here’s the dry ingredients in a large bowl.
And here’s the wet ingredients, whisked with a fork.
Now pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and stir just until it is all incorporated. Continue reading