when the going gets tough... i get baking.
when i have a kitchen, that is. before it was packed up in cardboard and loaded upon a truck. in the midst of preparation for packers (my ritual, which confuses my husband, of the organizing, arranging, and prepping of our junk prior to the packers packing it), i had continuous cravings for muffins.
first there were coconut cranberry muffins and now these. the perfect combination of blueberry and lemon. topped with a sweet, zippy glaze. a cup of coffee. equals a brief escape from the crazy.
so, i'm half-way here. safely landed in dorothy's kansas. now... if only that truck would join us.