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Pumpkin and Cream Cheese Muffins with Streusel

Sunday, November 18, 2018
pumpkin and cream cheese muffins with struesel

I’m posting again (two days in a row!) because I received a lovely new cookbook from Fanny Lam of Oh Sweet Day, and these pumpkin and cream cheese muffins spoke to me immediately from amongst the pages. Then after making them and inhaling most of them (and sharing with my neighbors who also devoured them) I decided you might just want this recipe as well for your upcoming…

baking breakfast

(baked) pumpkin donuts

Sunday, November 4, 2018
baked pumpkin donuts

I normally prefer fried donuts if have a choice, but they can be a lot of work and the kitchen aftermath is not always worth the effort. I make these baked pumpkin donuts every fall and never hear any complaints – they are muffin-y in taste, but delicious none-the-less. This recipe was actually originally for muffins, but I prefer them in donut shape – they bake up quite…

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gluten free muffins (again + again)

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

It’s muffins again. I know, I know, I’ve been obsessive. But, they’ve sort of become my go-to snack (no white sugar! or flour!) and I’ve been experimenting with new flavor combinations as friends line up for hand outs. Also, I’ve been having lots of trouble with my original adaption – the more things I add to the base, the more these pretties seem to sink. After much tweaking…

baking breakfast gluten free

blood orange + chocolate muffins with cacao nibs {and almond flour}

Monday, January 21, 2013

It’s Monday, and it’s these muffins, again. But just a bit different. {I can’t help it, they are so terribly good, and this is my most favorite combination yet.} I whipped these up one day last week on the fly; a dear friend was stopping by, and she needed a treat without gluten. There was a blood orange in my fridge, and a bar of chocolate in my…

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banana coffee muffins with cacao nibs and oatmeal

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Sometimes, if I close my eyes very tight, I can recall a short period of my life where Saturday mornings were a leisurely affair. There was no alarm that sounded: not from bedside clock, or dated cellphone, or upstairs crib. I would dreamily drift into the morning, allowing myself to wake up in my own.good.time. Aimlessly I would reach for my nightstand, grabbing the book I had left…