Or cook. Or both. Not that I was in doubt, but I did bake. Double chocolate chip muffins. They are as delicious as they sound. They are already a history by now, but since the end result was rather satisfying, I think we will make sure for the history to repeat itself in this case.
I don’t normally use a mixture when making muffins, but this time I did. I followed the instructions, added eggs, oil (a little less than it said on the packaging), bit of water and then mixed it all together. After I spread the paper cups around the tray, I poured in the mixture and proceeded with the final touch: a sprinkle of ground almond on the top.
The warm oven was ready to welcome soon-to-be-muffins. And less than 20 minutes later, ta-ta:
The biggest compliment came from two of my housemates: one is not supposed to eat wheat but was delighted to have a muffin (I know I should not tempt her, but she found a way around it so I do). The other one adamantly told me she cannot eat sweets as she was on a diet, and then thirty minutes later came into the living room asking almost apologetically: ‘Is the offer for a muffin still on? I would like one, if it is’. Of course! No better compliment than that one.
The day after muffins, pizza followed (and a day after that vegetable lasagne with chorizo, but I don’t have a photo for that):
I never thought that conversion can take a shape of making someone into a cook; especially if that person didn’t like cooking beforehand (when I was a student I thought cooking was a waste of time). But perhaps in a broader sense conversion can be anything that enhances our life, and cooking certainly does enrich mine.
(This is a monthly feature. In order to read the first post in the series go here: Healthy cooking – it’s about the attitude, as well as the food)
© Iva Beranek (Dublin, 26th June 2015)
All photos by © Iva Beranek
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