Sunday, February 10, 2013

Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Ginger Muffins

Mini Peanut Butter & Ginger Muffins

As it so happens, my day job involves a lot of baking. A lot of baking. Some days I arrive home and don't wish to contemplate any type of food but cucumber and celery. (It's a hard-knock life for us.)

There are days when I'm convinced I've baked my last, that I won't be able to look at another chocolate chip or eat another cookie again in my life. But then I always wake up the next day to find that chocolate is as awesome as it ever was, and who could ever possibly consider excluding cookies from their life?

It also helps that I work with my awesome friend and fellow baker, food blogger & photographer Anna of Cupcakes Always Win. If you're ever craving some form of deliciousness involving butter and sugar, you should definitely head on over and look through her recipes. I have first-hand knowledge of their awesomeness.

So, when she invited me over the other weekend for a day of baking and food photography, I couldn't say no. After all, she did make me bagels. From scratch. (Soon to come, I promise!)

In addition to the alluded-to bagel making, we also made a batch of amazing muffins that were devoured at an alarming rate. You can see Anna's post about it here!

freshly baked

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Cumin & Mustard Seed Roasted Potatoes

Cumin & Mustard Seed Roasted Potatoes

There is no meaningful or nostalgic story behind this recipe. It's the kind of recipe that falls under the category of "I just woke up, it's Saturday, I drank too much wine last night, I really don't want to put on real pants...I need carbs."

And considering my roommates and I recently bottled 30 bottles of sauvignon blanc...our Saturdays have been filled with more carbs than usual. Pancakes, homefries...tortilla chips.

I'm almost always the first one up on Saturday, probably because of my need to make breakfast happen sooner rather than later (even if you're serving it just after noon, it still counts as breakfast!).

The morning usually goes something like this:
Stare at clock blearily and realize it's 7:30 am. Feel immense sadness. Realize it's Saturday. Feel immense joy. Sleep.

Roll over, see the clock, notice that it's 10 am. Fall out of bed.

Shower, hopefully without falling over.

Put pj pants back on.

Make coffee. Consume. Feel human again.

Locate carbs. Make breakfast.
It was on such a weekend that these roasted potatoes happened. I'd had discovered a week previous that homefries are much more labour intensive than any weekend breakfast ever should be. Parboiling, frying, frying...frying...still frying...frying without hope...I was not impressed. But roasted potatoes - now there's something. All you have to do is wash, cut, and toss them in good things and then throw them in the oven. Which then proceeds to do all the work for you. Leaving you time to drink more coffee, watch an episode of something, and generally enjoy your weekend morning.