To tell the truth, I’m not sure why or how these made the list. I don’t eat blueberry muffins. I barely even eat muffins unless out of desperation. Muffins are too much like cake, and I’m not really a cake person either. But, my kids like blueberry muffins and they like blueberry muffins made with one of those cheap 50 cent boxes of Jiffy muffin mix and I don’t do cake mixes so I should banish muffin mixes too, am I right?
I pulled the recipe from one of The Princess’s cupcake/muffin cookbooks. Yes, the kid has her own. She loves to make cupcakes. (That cake/cupcake/muffin hating thing I’ve got going on? She does not. Kid LOVES cupcakes and baking them and going all Cupcake Wars in my kitchen.)
It was easy enough.
Baking always seems to be.
The recipe was simple and I was so proud of myself all, Look at me, I’m using REAL BLUEBERRIES AND THIS IS GOING TO BE THE BEST BREAKFAST EVER AND THEY’RE NEVER GONNA EAT THOSE FAKE MUFFINS WITH THOSE FAKE DEHYDRATED BLUEBERRIES EVER AGAIN BECAUSE NO WAY WE’VE HAD THE REAL THING NOW AND IT’S WAY BETTER THAN THAT FAKE CRAP.
That’s what I was thinking anyway. I mixed and scooped the dough into the funky muffin liners that filled one of my grandmother’s muffin tins that made its way into my kitchen after she died (By “made its way”, I mean, it was given to me from her house. It’s not like the haunted muffin tin that somehow made its way from Traverse City into my kitchen, carried by the spirit of my grandmother… though… that wouldn’t be too far out of the realm of possibility if you believe in that sort of thing. I could see her being the kind of muffin tin delivering spirit that would do that.)
Fifteen to twenty minutes in the oven and I called the kids down to sample the muffins, ready to unleash upon them the wonder of using fresh and real ingredients.
Turns out. They like the fake crap.
Oddly enough, I liked these. So, there’s that.
Did I like them enough to eat a whole pan of muffins? Nope.
So, a successful experiment that will likely go to waste. A little bit sad, actually.
Oh well. Better luck next week.