The Apprentice

As I've written about here before, I like to bake. A lot. Thankfully, I don't usually eat what I bake (I leave that to the other members of the household) - not because I don't like the stuff, but because I just don't. It's easier on the diet, I guess. But I like to make sure that Erin has fresh Toll House cookies to take to school each day in her lunch, and that Jim has homemade muffins to take to work. Last Thursday, I had to make muffins, as Jim had run out. He's been enjoying blueberry (or a combination of blueberry and raspberry) muffins for quite some time now, and he asked if we could try something new. Sure! The only problem was, I didn't have much in the house and didn't feel like making a supermarket run just then. The only thing I had was mini chocolate chips, so chocolate chip muffins it was. I used this recipe, which I've used before, and made my usual changes (used a full cup of sugar, 1 cup milk, 1/2 cup vegetable oil, , added a teaspoon of vanilla extract, and used a full cup of mini-chocolate chips), and they were delish. No, seriously. DELISH. Even I ate a few of them. So did Erin. So did Jim. To the point that this morning, I had to make more muffins. Yes, the dozen muffins made on THURSDAY, only lasted until this morning. Yikes. Anyway, as I was starting to pull everything together this morning, Erin (out of the blue, almost causing me to drop over in shock) asked if she could help. What kind of a fool would turn down an offer like that? She set out to measure out the dry ingredients, mixed up the topping, and spread the topping over the muffins before they were baked. It was  like having my own mini-me helping out! It was fabulous! 

I plan on paying her in the finished product.  :)