Muffins, muffins, muffins I made you out of clay And when you're cooked and ready A muffin I will play!
I didn't actually make them out of clay. That would be gross.
My favorite bakery of TIME AND ALL ETERNITY is Sugar and Sunshine Bakery of Plainsboro, NJ. Gigi Burton is a baking GENIUS and you should all visit New Jersey SOLELY for her cinnamon rolls and cupcakes. After I moved she gave me the recipe for her blondies, which I have yet to make due to the tragic shortage of chocolate chips and pecans in my communist household.
However. Last night I made her cranberry orange muffins. My communist household has a couple of avid gardeners, and I am lucky enough to share in the spoils. Lo and behold, cranberry orange became raspberry lemon. I also used soy milk instead of whole milk because we have a lot of soy milk.
They're muffiny muffins and not cakey muffins, so they didn't rise as much as I thought they would. But muffiny bliss does not depend on size. I'm about to mount a surprise attack. NOOOOO! Really, the muffin should have known. It was, after all, irresistibly delicious.
Next time I think I'll add more lemon, which will make my victory over the muffins that much more tangy.