Aaaand Muffin Mondays are back!
So I took a little break. Quit my job, took a week off and did absolutely nothing (which was the greatest thing ever), and then started a new job – you know, life stuff. I actually don’t understand what happened here and how it’s been a month since my last post – I swear it was just October and I was planning pumpkin spiced everything (yes, I am one of those people) and now it’s mid-November and peppermint is everywhere. I can’t keep up!!
Instead of going with a seasonal flavor for this week’s muffin, I went with something that’s perfect for breakfast – espresso and chocolate! And now I’m going to go stuff my face with these and pretend like the year isn’t almost over.
I didn’t like peanut butter as a kid. That’s a mild way of putting it – I hated it. It was the mouthfeel that I couldn’t stand, that stickiness that coated every inch of your mouth. I vividly remember one day in elementary school when I ordered a peanut butter jelly sandwich for lunch out of morbid fascination. PB&J sandwiches were all anybody ate back then, so I decided to try it and see what all the hullabaloo was. I took one bite and threw it in the trash and went hungry the rest of the day. It was around that same time when we were reading Shel Silverstein in class and we got to the poem about the king who ate a peanut butter sandwich and got his mouth stuck shut for 20 years. That poem was what really sealed the deal for me. I’m not exaggerating when I say I spent the first half of my life terrified that peanut butter would glue my mouth shut.
I’m happy to say that I know better now and go through jars of peanut butter at an alarming rate to make up for lost time. I’m content to eat it straight out of the jar with a spoon, but I do occasionally like to put some work into how I consumer peanut butter, like this decadent peanut butter cake with chocolate ganache and peanut butter frosting.
One of my coworkers also adores peanut butter, so for her last day at work, I brought in this cake along with some cupcakes. She loved them, so I’d say my relationship with peanut butter – from hatred to love, bordering on obsession – has finally come full circle.
For the longest time, I thought zucchini was kind of gross. It gets so mushy when it’s cooked and it just feels…I don’t know…slimy. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to appreciate the flavor more, but it’s still not a vegetable I’ll go out of my way to consume. BUT. I might have to reconsider my feelings towards zucchini now that I’ve had these muffins.
They’re tender and fluffy and chocolately without being overwhelming and the best part is that you can’t even tell there’s zucchini in it! If that’s not magic, I don’t know what is.