When I was eight years old, I was gifted a child’s magician kit and thought that I had found my life’s calling. Included in the kit were three cups and a disappearing fuzzy ball, two very white gloves, a stuffed animal bunny that folded into the side of a hat, and playing cards that were sneaky.
For the next two months I wore terrible magician-like outfits and forced anyone, and I mean anyone who came over to our house to allow me to show them my act. It was very serious. I’m pretty sure I was inspired by David Copperfield making a huge gigantic plane disappear under a big tarp on 60 Minutes or something. It was pretty impressive.
I’m now very retired from my magic days but I kind of like watching magic shows. One of the most fun things in the world is to have one too many drinks and go watch magic. Literally, like, literally everything will make you go “Oooooo!” and “WHOA!” You will understand nothing.
These pancakes are like magic. They have crazy secrets inside! They appear to look like pretty normal, standard chocolate chip pancakes, but they’re so not. Oh no. (And yes, I basically just compared making a plane disappear to pancakes.)
Look at that muffin on its side! I dunno know why I did that. Cute? Weird? Who cares…it’s just a muffin being a rebel.
Orange and chocolate really have their moment during the month of December. Such a classic little holiday pairing. Like sequins, tights and red bows. So very Christmas. Well, we’re a few months past glittery lights and the mere thought of Christmas gives me a headache, but I’m still digging this marriage.
I played around with some scones of the same ilk back in the day and can’t really get the match out of my head. I figured I needed to implement this duo into a new breakfast food: muffins.
Winner Update! The random calculator chose number 47, which was Misie! Her suggestion for a cozy meal:
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I. Can’t. Get. Warm.
Yesterday I spent most of the day on the couch–under a pile of blankets–contemplating if I should turn on the heat or not. I didn’t.
Saturday night I spent 2 hours watching Hugo (so beautiful–especially in 3D!) just straight freezing.
Friday was the last day I was warm. I was in sweats and colorful socks, baking up these scones (and various other treats!); which lead me to the realization: If it’s cold out, head to the kitchen. Grab your baking sheets, pre-heat your oven. You’ll be warm in no time. Guaranteed.