Do you know the Muffin Man?

So if you've read this blog before then you'll already know that I'm no culinary genius, the opposite is more near to the truth.

But something rather strange has took hold and I've some how took on some housewife genetics. Me and my friend Tarley, two of the most un-female females ever, spent our Saturday evening making chocolate muffins.

Now I could easily fool you all into thinking that we made these from scratch, but I shan't lie. We used 79p mix from Asda.

We managed to add the milk and the eggs to expert precision and the mix went into the oven without a problem. They smelt amazing.

But, when they came out of the oven and into our faces, we felt rather let down. As the gorgeous aromas that filled my kitchen did not match the rather bland taste.

Gutted.

So the muffins got left. We were annoyed at them more than anything else so we didn't want to look at them.

But after sleeping on it, me and Tarley had a flashing light bulb above the head moment. We could possibly salvage the muffins by melting some chocolate over the top.

Genius.

And I swear the sense of excitement at this moment in time was unreal. Something like when you wake up on Christmas morning and realise it's actually Christmas.

Anyways, off I ran to my room where I had a stash of chocolate buttons Mummy Sev had purchased for me on her last visit to Stoke.

And so the melting process began. And as Tarley scooped the chocolate onto the muffins we both looked at each other as if to say, "These are going to be amazing." See for yourself.



It was a tense moment. We put them in the fridge to try and let the chocolate set a bit quicker, but we couldn't wait.

And they actually were amazing. Well, compared to the previous days bland, bath sponge like efforts.

But then we got slightly more brave, we decided to melt toffee and put that on top. It seemed like a genius idea, I mean, toffee on a muffin, thats brilliant, right?

Well, yes and no. See, the toffee coated muffins were beyond lush, but only when they hadn't quite set. A few hours later, when the munchies hit and we decided to finish off the muffins, the dissapointed faces were to return.

See, any normal person would realise that toffee, once set, is an extremely hard substance. Muffin however, is not. Mixing these two things together, not a brilliant idea if you wish to keep your teeth.

So, although not a thorough success, we were still happy with our improvements to the muffins. And to be honest, it wouldn't have felt right if something didn't go wrong, I mean it is me after all.

And I also learned about the sheer excitement muffins bring to life. All for 79p. I'll say it again,

Genius.

Listening to: Franz Ferdinand - No You Girls