Put on your big girl panties and deal with it.
I love lemon poppy seed muffins. While I don’t really like baking my love for these muffins are driving me to finally answer the call of the baking setting on the magnificent Wolf oven.
Yes beotch, I will turn you on, warm you up and get to baking for a change. I know you are tired of red hot broiling, but you KNOW I’m just that kind of girl.
*azz pat*
I read somplace of a woman’s late-night urges for a lemon poppy seed muffin of much larger size as so not to feel badly for eating two or three of them at a time. She also admitted to keeping a canister of white icing nearby so that she might smudge ungodly amounts of that cheap sheeit all over the store bought muffin.
First, I wanted to puke. Second, I felt her pain. Third, I imagined what I would wear while smudging icing all over a big plump…
Pause
*getting back to the REAL subject here*
No worries.
Help is on the way.
I plan to solve the three muffin issue for me’self anyways. Ie searched and searched and found a few suggestions (including one from an old Martha Steward magazine) and pulled together a good start on my right-sized delightful poppy treat.
I plan to tweak and tweak until I get it right and then will post the final recipe: A CAKE not too moist for breakfast and not too dry for snacks. The PERFECT big assed SCRATCH lemon poppy seed cake with the purrfect SCRATCH cream cheese purrfect topping.
I might have to call my mother for this one!
I know I said I’d never put one in the oven again, but I suppose there is always an exception.
…will keep you posted.