Apple Strudel Muffins

Apple Strudel Muffins

After making Jacques Pepin’s delightful Apple Tart I had an enormous quantity of leftover apples already cut up.  Because apples turn brown precisely 3.2 seconds after they’ve been cut I clearly needed to do something with them NOW.  I looked around for a recipe that might be tasty that called for apples.  There were a lot of pies, turnovers, and other recipes that were far too complex for my laziness at the moment.  I finally stumbled over an Apple Strudel Muffin recipe, courtesy of NMARIEA on Allrecipes (my initial go to when I need a recipe for anything.)  I generally do a search and sort by ratings, pick which one looks best and then hunt through the comments to see what changes people have been making to make it better.  A big bag of win for group sourcing there.Apple Strudel Muffins

I generally don’t make anything unless it’s four and a half stars or better, with hundreds or thousands of reviews.  That pretty much guarantees I won’t be wasting my time.  There’s nothing worse than investing time, resources, and energy into a recipe and ending up with something I wouldn’t feed to the pigeons.  That makes me angry.  To be sure there’s failure in cooking sometimes, and that failure often brings its own learning.  No bad thing.  Better to enter into things with knowledge that four thousand people thought this was tasty, however.  As a side note I love the people in the comments who give the recipe a one or two star rating but then go on to reveal they didn’t actually make the recipe: Continue reading

Cranberry Muffins

Cranberry MuffinsI’m not much on cranberry muffins.  But my other half enjoys cranberries quite a bit.  And it’s nearly Thanksgiving.  Cranberries readily scream Thanksgiving.  So this makes some sense then.  My mother used to make cranberry muffins just like these and everyone but me would fight over them as soon as they came out of the oven.  I mean like fisticuffs at the table.  My brother and my father would elbow their way to the basket, argue over how many each had eaten, my mother would sit, have one or two and referee, and I’d have one and pick around the damn cranberries and everyone would look at me like I was adopted.  Oh well.

I have a bag of cranberries loafing around the fridge, I certainly won’t eat them, so why not muffins.  Someone’s got to be happy eating the damn things, and it’s not going to be me.  Why not indeed.  If you’re so inclined to follow along, start with one stick of butter, and you’d better soften that a bit then.  I know it’s supposed to be a big no-no to really soften butter in the microwave and have some of it melt a bit.  It doesn’t cream as well, blah blah blah.   I did and these came out really good-looking and smelling.  And the boyfriend ate 3 in one sitting.  After dinner.  It doesn’t matter unless you’re Jacques Pépin.  He seems like a really sweet old man – so even he may not care.  Do as you see fit.  Perhaps I’m just a malcontent. Continue reading