I had in mind to write some sort of silly April Fool’s joke post today. But, then I woke up and it was snowing and blowing and full-on blizzard-ing outside, and this was so very unfunny to me that I no longer felt like trying to write a funny post. It also destroyed my resolve not to talk about the weather because, oh you guys, the weather.
Therefore, I’m focusing on muffins instead. After all, one can’t eat muffins in an agitated manner.
This past weekend (when it was, now that we’re talking about the weather anyway, almost 40 and sunny – it was wonderful) I decided that I absolutely had to make blueberry muffins to make use of some of the vast quantity of blueberries we had picked back in August on a visit to Bayfield. They’d been sitting in the freezer since then, and while a great many had wandered their way into oatmeal, it seemed a shame not to make blueberry muffins with at least some of them. I whipped up a batch using my favorite muffin recipe (the best muffin recipe, if I do say so myself), brewed up some coffee, and invited a few friends over to help us eat them.