Before berry season comes to an end, I had to sneak in one recipe using all of the fresh berries at the market. These muffins are a favorite in our house because they are easy to make and bursting with berry goodness. This recipe takes the standard blueberry muffin and elevates it with the addition of three other berries. Cinnamon adds some warmth and greek yogurt cuts some of the fat so you can feel a little better about your waistline. Even though it is after Labor Day, it still feels very much like summer here in Texas!
Whenever I am looking for a delicious dish, I always turn to Ina. Seriously, every single dish that I have tried of hers is always pretty amazing. I am so confident in the deliciousness of her food that I have actually made Ina recipes that I have never even tried before and served them to company. Isn’t that the number one rule for entertaining: NEVER serve something that you have not made before? I mean, if that isn’t the truest test of faith! I do have to admit that this behavior even makes the most faithful nervous but Ina has never led me astray.
Ah, June. Usually you are peaceful, if not a little bit hot, but always full of long afternoons, dreams of beach vacations, and gallons of lemonade. Did you forget? You are meant for relaxing and blissfully licking ice cream out of waffle cones as it melts down your fingers. I must say, you are acting a little crazy these days. I mean, I get it. Sometimes things can get a little crazy. But can we relax a little bit in July? Maybe even August, too? I don’t want to be greedy here, but sleep deprived is really not a good look for me.
So, I don’t know about you, but I am pret-ty excited about this royal wedding. After watching every single special on television this week (and taping a few others), I feel incredibly knowledgeable about the big day. While most of you out there are completely over all of the hub-bub, I simply can’t wait. I get it. Who are these people? The idea of a monarchy is sooooo 1540. How terribly borrr-ing. Blah, blah, blah. I’ve heard it all. My husband likes to mock me constantly over my endless fascination, and now, I think he simply is starting to feel sorry for me. For the past week, he has insulted Prince William’s looks (okay, okay he used to have a better hairline but he absolutely does not look like a horse!) but in my opinion, there is nothing wrong with him that a little whitening gel and Invisalign from Tom Cruise’s dentist couldn’t fix. This has been a nightly
argument discussion this week.
I have always had a sweet tooth (if you couldn’t already tell from the amount of baked goods on this blog). I blame my mother, really, who would always order dessert at restaurants even if no one else was ordering anything. And being the amazing, supportive daughter that I am, I would never want someone, let alone my mom, to eat dessert alone and thus, felt obliged to order the sweet stuff as well. Of course, I would eat it all because I couldn’t waste a single bite. That would be rude. And I am just really thoughtful like that.
Spring is one of my favorite times of year. Don’t get me wrong, I love fall too, but there is something about spring that always turns my mood around. The days are finally longer, which I swear makes me more productive, the sun seems brighter, and the flowers are blooming everywhere. Things just look so much more alive. Plus after winters that seem to last forever in this area, any day with a temperature over sixty degrees makes me crazy excited.
Landmine Pie. That is what my lovely fiance named this dessert that I slaved over for hours in the kitchen (okay, so maybe it was actually an incredibly easy dessert that took less than 30 minutes, but that is absolutely not the point.) I will be calling it by its real name, Cherry Clafoutis not Landmine Pie. Why Landmine Pie you ask? Please read on.