I started ceramics class this semester and unlike my classes in the past, this is actually in the morning. I didn’t plan it that way but the sign-up process was pretty insane and unfortunately had to take what I could get. Luckily I live that freelance lifestyle so I could (sorta) take a class on Wednesday morning.
One thing I’m constantly thinking about is what should I pack for breakfast. The class is about 5 hours long so I definitely always like to take a few things with me to snack on. Of course, my other huge priority is COFFEE. Always.
For this post, I teamed up with presse. It is seriously my dream come true.
I’m dropping in from Taos, New Mexico. Currently, I’m at this brewery, sitting outside, looking out a bunch of snow-capped mountains. The DJ is playing a trumpet to a Fly Lo song and it’s weird and funny and awesome. It’s beautiful here. I knew it would be beautiful, but it’s like a million times more beautiful than I expected.
These muffins were from last week, when I was wanting to make something for breakfast that I could shove in my purse for my flight. I’m a grandma. I’ve also been working with a freelance client on some recipes and she’s really into spelt flour. I wasn’t super duper familiar but I really love its nutty flavor. It’s grown on me big time.
There are a few things that I did differently with these muffins. For one, I always find that strawberries are kinda soggy in muffins. ME NO LIKEE. So, I did this thing where I dehydrate them in the oven for about 15 minutes. Feel free to skip this step if you’re strapped for time or are feeling sort of lazy. Whatever, the muffins will still be awesome.
I think you all look super cute today. Nice hair. Your skin looks fresh and pretty. Did you get lots of sleep last night?
We could all use a compliment once in a while. Yesterday I was in need of one, so I took upon myself to speak for Amelia. Whenever I speak for her, I do so using a voice that’s probably very irritating for most, but I find sort of adorable. I’d say it sounds kinda like a four-year old boy who I imagine dresses strangely (I’m talking wearing capes and cowboy boots to bed) and has a slight lisp. We all have animal voices. Mine sounds like that.
So, in my Amelia-voice, I said a bunch of compliments out loud. And then, since I’m super polite, I said thanks to her. If you’re in need for some compliments, which you shouldn’t be because I just said you look cute today, just speak for your animals. If they could speak, they’d probably say all sorts of nice stuff to you.
Do you think I’m weird? Pretty sure I just let my freak-flag fly. I’d like to change the subject now and talk about these muffins! Thanks.
These muffins may or may not just be an excuse to use the muffin liners I bought back at the beginning of October. Their pattern looks like a bad 80s couch that probably lives at a relatives cabin. I’m VERY into them.
I’m kinda surprised I bought them because I don’t even like cupcakes. I mean, they’re a’ight, but if I had to choose, I’d just make a layer cake or something. Those are prettier anyway. But these are muffins. They’re different. I usually have an attitude with muffins that skate the line between muffin and cupcake, but we’re on vacation right now so let’s just live.
These cupcakes come together with a quickness, especially if you already have sweet potato puree in the fridge leftover from Thanksgiving. If it’s spiced with bourbon or nutmeg or cinnamon and sugar, no biggie. Throw it in. It’ll work just fine. Of course, your muffins might be a bit more spiced and bourbon-ey, but that’s actually a good thing.
I’ve decided a few things over the last few days. The first thing is that these Blue Cornbread Muffins with Salty Honey Butter are a must-make!
I also decided that I’ll never get sick of putting on warm sweats straight from the dryer. Best feeling EVER!
Spring cleaning feels amazing. I feel lighter, cuter and quicker. I have no idea why it took me so long to get on the Spring-cleaning-bandwagon, but I did it (a little) on Saturday and loved it. I mean, I didn’t love it, but I love the results.
I put things in cute mason jars and wrote the contents’ names on the front. I must’ve spent a solid fifteen minutes just staring at them in organizational amazement. And not so surprisingly, organizing made me want to make things with the contents I forgot I had.