We love muffins! Corn muffins, blueberry muffins, muffins for breakfast, muffins for lunch, muffins anytime!
I wish I had had this recipe back in the day when I was taller than the Tall One, and the Pouting Pescatarian was more agreeable. This handy muffin would have given their boringly repetitive and unimaginative lunches a little more pizazz and variety. Still, they do swoop in for weekends, so to have a little stash in the freezer is probably a good insurance policy.
Too often I get lazy and pick up pre-fab corn muffins at the grocery store. I really should be ashamed of myself. Good muffins are worth the exertion. To master a new, healthy baked good that isn’t loaded with high fructose or preservatives or an unwieldy price tag is, as one could say, a good thing. Home baked muffins on hand mean we are prepared! And it is always fun to line muffin tins with the little ruffled paper cups – so festive! It reminds me of the glory days of baking birthday cupcakes for the classroom celebrations, way back before they were a staple on “Sex and the City”, when obviously those women ate nothing…
This was a more labor intensive recipe, and thanks to The Bitten Word for some of their warnings. But it would be pretty yummy to have carrot cake-y muffins for a change.
At Food52 there are always a many, many lively opinions about ways to prepare your favorite foods, so sometimes you can hunt and peck for hours on end, falling down the delightful rabbit hole that is their website. It makes me feel sad and inadequate sometimes. I do not stock turbinado sugar. What is wrong with me?
I could handle the Orange Scented Blueberry Muffins, because (for once) I actually did have everything in the kitchen – no zero dark thirty trips out to the grocery store, or nervously tapping on the neighbor’s front door, waiting to be judged for my threadbare jim jams…
Now the orange scented muffins could evoke a full breakfast – if someone else thoughtfully fried up some bacon and ironed the newspaper and summoned Maggie Smith to the breakfast table. Realistic? Hardly. But we thrive on whimsy!
The next recipe just sounds like so much cheating: Blueberry Oatmeal Muffins with Flaxseed? Really? Seriously? My kids, who did not benefit not by growing up in proximity Williamsburg hipsters, would not have fallen for these sneaky birdseed cakes in a million years. I might as well have offered them a voluntary slug of castor oil on the side while I was at it!
Apparently you can adapt this recipe depending on what fruit is available. You can get your children to hate you through every season.
In the end, we always find that simple is best. It is perfect. And these are self-proclaimed so: http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/member/views/PERFECT-BLUEBERRY-MUFFINS-50176835
“How you can sit there, calmly eating muffins when we are in this horrible trouble, I can’t make out. You seem to me to be perfectly heartless.”
“Well, I can’t eat muffins in an agitated manner. The butter would probably get on my cuffs. One should always eat muffins quite calmly. It is the only way to eat them.”
“I say it’s perfectly heartless your eating muffins at all, under the circumstances.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest