Baking adventure: Blueberry muffins
One night, it was chocolate chip cookies. The next night, it was blueberry muffins...
While hanging out with my very-pregnant sister and my goddaughter, I had a baking itch. One night, I introduced the joy of baking to Sofia with a batch of Tollhouse chocolate chip cookies. She helped in measuring ingredients, mixing the batter, and spooning the dough onto the cookie sheets. She also learned about the magic of the oven as she patiently waited for the cookies to bake. Her reward was a freshly baked "chaw-quit cookie" (as she calls it) with a glass of milk.
The next evening, I noticed a package of fresh blueberries in the fridge. I asked my sister if she would like some blueberry muffins. Of course, she did. Sofia put on her apron and got to work. This time, we had another sous chef with us- Uncle Neil!Neil!Neil! They both did a great job of folding the fresh blueberries into the batter and in filling the muffin tins to the brim. It was great to have them both in the kitchen with me. I hope they both join me again very soon!