As regular readers of the blog will likely have noticed, I have a definite thing for muffins. They’re easy to make, and are perfect for an addition to my breakfast or an afternoon snack. And, you know, Brendan will never complain about a tray full of baked goods sitting on the counter.
Guys, the winter is killing me. This past weekend, I was heading up to Jersey to host a brunch with my mom. Knowing we were having a bunch of people over, I made a nice big batch of muffins. I drove up north with my sister, and Brendan was going to join me later in the afternoon with my stuff and my muffins. And then it started to snow. Again. What had been forecasted as a chance of flurries ended up as four-plus inches of ice and snow. Needless to say, Brendan ended up snowed in at home while I was stuck in New Jersey, sans-muffins. It was a sad day.
Oh, cinnamon buns. Those giant rolls of flaky pastry, cinnamon sugar filling, and a sweet vanilla glaze… They are simply perfection. I mean, to this day passing Cinnabon in any mall or airport is a form of cruel and unusual punishment. Seriously, the CIA should just force suspects to smell the cinnamon rolls and then deny them any. They will talk immediately.
Recently, my husband has gotten really into eating bananas. All things considered, this is a pretty good turn of events. They’re healthy and inexpensive and inspire quick clean-up (while he may leave wrappers sitting on our counter, he’ll always get rid of the banana peel). It does have one significant downside, though: I haven’t been able to make all of my banana baked goods! We’ve been going through the whole bunch, so I haven’t had any sad brown bananas begging to be cooked into something tasty. This week, I said enough is enough. We bought new bananas when we still had some on our banana hanger, and I instructed him to use those new ones. Dag-nabbit, I was going to bake!
As I’ve discussed in the past, I’m on an on-going quest for quick, simple, and different breakfast foods. More than any other meal of the day, I’m totally prone to getting into a morning-rut. It sort of makes sense, I suppose: it’s early, I’m hungry, and I’m on auto-pilot. Making a decision about what to eat just seems like an unnecessary task. So what’s a girl to do to avoid scrambled eggs every morning? Make muffins, of course!
I am a sucker for the holidays. Of course, this time of year all of the focus is on Thanksgiving and then Christmas, but any event that calls for tradition and festive gatherings makes me happy. However, there is one glaring issue with the holidays: what the heck am I going to eat? My family and friends are all very conscientious and well-meaning, but when they don’t live with a gluten free lifestyle day in and day out, oversights can happen (soy sauce, anyone?). To me, brunches are always the most challenging type of get together. Between waffles and french toasts and quiches, what’s a girl to do? Easy: bring my own food, and plenty to share!