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Today’s forecast: a fierce southwesterly, piles of cookbook edits, earaches all around coughs that won’t quit. On the upside: a batch of warm muffins. Welcome to spring break in Tofino. We’ve run out into the storm twice for essentials – coffee, Pringles (I’m easily convinced when under the weather) and meds – and both times had to retreat out of our wet clothes back in to PJs upon walking in the door. The second time I cranked the oven on first, before taking off my yellow rubber rainjacket, craving the warmth and comfort of a working oven plus a buttery, crunchy-topped muffin to go with my rained-in coffee. Generally I make muffins with grainier flours and healthier oils, but have you seen it outside? It’s a day for cupcakes passed off as muffins. And yes it’s pouring and blowing, but things are green and growing… In the freezer there was a flat of blueberries left over from last year – the very best kind forContinue reading

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When I was a kid, I thought only girls drank milk. This belief was almost certainly born from our dinnertime ritual: my mom would ask my sisters and I what we wanted to drink as we sat down to dinner. As we came to the table and sat in a row on the homemade wood (railway-tie, in fact) benches, she would say, “milk or water?” and usually we’d say milk, because it was more interesting than water. But my dad didn’t like milk. So most nights the four of us (two sisters, my mom and I) would drink milk while my dad had water. Which is how preconceived notions about things come to be. And then one night my uncle came to visit from the west coast, and he asked for milk with his dinner. It was so weird, this dude sitting at the dinner table, drinking a glass of milk like it was the most normal thing ever. (Which of course it was…)

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Just thought I’d pop in for a quick hello, and offer you a muffin. I’m still determined to plow through the ridiculous excess of food stacked three layers deep on my shelves. Did I know I had Red River cereal back there? I did not. Nor did I realize I never finished that box of All Bran that I purchased in an impulsive act of grown-up health-consciousness, then ate maybe three bowls of. And if you’ve been hanging around here a lot, you may know that I hate to waste stuff. Especially food. And so I snooped around at a few cereal-based recipes, and looked up Sue’s not-a-crap-muffin recipe, and made these, and they turned out really well. I imagine they’d work out just fine using any grainy cereal-turned-mush. I added a peach, cut into chunks; you could add blueberries, or raspberries, or fresh apricots. They aren’t too hard-core, in comparison to others in the realm of bran muffins – not overly grainy in theContinue reading

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