oops ~ thought this was dated 05/09. oh well, a nice posting for mother's day, as it is very much my mom
Subj: - Cordial Encounters of the Muffin Kind
Date:5/6/01 11:26:22 PM Eastern Daylight Time
There are so many things that I could write about tonight - and I will, tomorrow or the next day. They are too many to share so late at night (it is close to 11:15 p.m. as we begin this posting). I will limit myself to the mention of muffins.
Our house has been filled with the wonderful aroma of muffins baking. When I was ready to have Elsa help me out of bed at 9:15 a.m., she was ready to pop half of a "Morning Glory" muffin in my mouth, still warm. Oh, what a wonderful flavor - spiced batter with grated carrots, grated Granny Smith apples and chopped pecans. It was so good, it tasted like more.
Later in the day, after Elsa got back from Contemporary Service, she rustled up a batch of chocolate muffins with fresh strawberries in the middle. Luckily for me, they did not turn out. They should work out when she gives them another whirl tomorrow night, but today there was too much batter in the muffin tin so they spread out a bit and also she tried to take them out of the muffin tins too soon and the strawberries stayed put - in the muffin tin instead of in the muffin.
Why is such bad news good for me? Because as she was about to throw the "rejects" out, I stepped in and saved them from the dust bin. Instead, they are neatly tucked away in the freezer awaiting my pleasure, when I will take them out - one by one - and enjoy them for "elevensies" or for an afternoon break.
Lucky me, indeed.
When I was ready to roll out of bed after my afternoon nap, a delicate Pina Colada muffin (pineapple, toasted coconut, rum flavoring) was waiting to be popped into my happy mouth.
Tonight, more muffins made their debut, including one very special tin of muffins - Raspberry Chocolate Chip.
Oh, heavenily muffin!
It reminded me of raspberry-filled chocolate cordials that my dear friend Christa brought with her when she came to Baltimore from Germany in the late 1920s. I had to pop the whole chocolate right into my mouth, or else the cordial filling would spurt all over the place. It was an other worldly experience.
The muffins were not quite on the same level - but they were close to almost being there. Looking back at it, eighty years later, I see a whole new reason why Christa and I immediately became bosom buddies. Who could resist someone offering such luscious delights?
It is time for this weary Gramster to head up the wooden hill to bed. It has been a remarkable week, right up to listening to the audiotape of this morning's Contemporary Service and an early evening drive with Elsa that felt at moments like something out of a Memorable Relation.
But more about the week's remarkable events and today's events later. I am about to snuggle under my snug sheets and drift off to sleep with a smile on my face and the memory of a German raspberry-filled chocolate lingering over my taste buds.
Nighty-night and God bless - Katrin