I made pumpkin muffins this weekend and had an epiphany.
I will never make complicated things. I will never be a pastry chef. I will never bake perfect pies. I will never cook anything that has 52 ingredients because it’s just too much work.
And that’s okay. Most of the best foods we eat are simple things.
These muffins are no exception. Embarrassingly easy and perfect for someone who only has a few minutes in the kitchen at a time.
Adapted from The Smitten Kitchen
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 cup canned solid-pack pumpkin (from a 15 ounce can)
1/3 cup vegetable oil
2 large eggs
1 1/4 sugar
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/4 t nutmeg
1/4 t ginger
(chocolate chips or glaze – optional)
Preheat oven to 350°F. Put liners in muffin cups or grease pan heavily.
Whisk together pumpkin, oil, eggs, pumpkin pie spice, 1 1/4 cups sugar, baking soda, and salt in a large bowl until smooth, then whisk in flour mixture until just combined. Add chocolate chips if you desire it to taste better (Baby Daddy does not).
Divide batter among muffin cups (each should be about three-fourths full). I made mine in a greased mini muffin tin.
Bake until puffed and golden brown and wooden pick or skewer inserted into the center of a muffin comes out clean, 25 to 30 minutes.
Cool in pan on a rack five minutes, then transfer muffins from pan to rack. If you left out the chocolate chips because you are kind of lame like that, I would suggest making a simple glaze to add a little sweetness.
I also made some Christmas cards. Not because of my love of crafting ( I am not naturally crafty) but because of my slight obsession with stationary.
I found the idea on Pinterest (shocker) and then begged my sister-in-law, Zoe, to do it with me.
She agreed, but only if I took some pictures of her kids. Too bad it was windy, cold, and all of them turned out like this (or worse):
But she agreed to help me anyway, and when all the kids were down for a nap–we began.
Two hours later and I only had five cards, proof that I am craft-challenged. At one point Zoe said, ever so sweetly, “Maybe crafting just isn’t your gift. You’re creative in other ways…”
A nice way of saying–uh, you’re done.
So I made 5 cards which means I will probably just keep them for myself because I am a hoarder.
Remember when you were a kid and obsessed with stickers? The Highlights magazine would come in the mail and all of a sudden it was man-to-man warfare with the siblings to divy them out? Well I still have all those stickers.
I’m not going to write out the instructions on how to make these cards because I don’t want to insult your intelligence. The pictures explain it all. And even if they don’t, I’m probably not the best one to ask. I had to have help with the scissors (note the very terrible circles at the end).