If you are here for the scintillating conversation, friends, I am sadly going to disappoint you today. I am having a mad case of writer’s block. But if you are here for the muffins, well, in that case I will surely knock your socks off, or slippers, or flip flops, whatever is on your feet; they are going to be flying right off of ’em. Because these muffins deserve a much heftier and blingier title than “muffin”. The term muffin seems to yawn banal or scream cloyingly sweet. These brightly flavored orange and rosemary muffins are none of the above.
There are days you just need a Mai Tai at 9:00 am. You know those days? When crumbles of life are falling down all around you and the only sane thing to do is to drink something fruity and tropical and rather strong? Well, I have a rather innocent solution, one that will not garner worried looks from your friends and relatives and one that is so amazingly delicious that you may not mind any more that your life is in shambles.
After a 10 hour excursion to the movies Saturday, I woke up on Sunday feeling like I owed my family a great big “Thank you” for letting me go AWOL. I was sure making a good, stick-to-your-ribs Sunday breakfast was a nice way to start. I was thinking hashbrowns, bacon and eggs but maybe not quite so greasy, and after a little research, found these fairly healthy Cooking Light Muffin Cup Frittatas and knew that I had landed on the right recipe. They are stuffed with crumbled bacon, sauteed diced potatoes and peppers (in a little bacon grease!), and are topped with a smattering of grated cheddar.
I thought a nice breakfast worthy of company would be apropos at this time of year when guests come to stay. These cinnamon spiced, apple diced waffles are perfection. Their flavor is full of fall and coziness and their nice texture is tender inside but crisp outside (if you play by the rules and whip the egg whites).
Ok, I haven’t been single for 20 years so this post isn’t what it seems from the title. Sorry if you were expecting some lament on how I don’t like to share my bed. Infact, I like to share my bed just fine with my hubby and sometimes my Golden Retriever curled up at my feet. Continue reading