Something happened tonight...
and when this happens, I usually end up being up to no good...
and tonight was no different.
Voo passed out on the couch. I made a mess.
Let me explain. Mr. Voodoo tries to keep the kitchen as clean as possible in hopes that I end up in there making a mess---I mean, making him dinner or baking up some treats. Well, this morning, I cleaned the kitchen and as much as I like to dwell in the abyss that is a clean house, I destroyed the cleanliness that was the cooking room. Now, because I absolutely melt when I see how excited he gets when he discovers what I've been up to, when I heard him a snorin', I knew what had to be done.
Out came the fuel.
|I think I've done this a few too many times. Perfect amount of Schnapps and the beer still fits!|
I know I said muffins and beer. What I'm showing you is sausage. Now, since I understand a man has got to eat, I made him some dinner to go with dessert.
|Dice up some fresh peppers, onion and garlic--my holy trinity and viola! Dinner is on it's way.|
What say you? You see a muffin pan? Yes, why yes, you do. These little fellas came together nicely. And this is where I interject and say, I failed. I failed in taking photos of the beautiful process of putting together this batter and crumbly goodness for a topping. I'll not do it again, I promise! To make up for it, there are plenty of shots of the finished result to share!
|Hey little fellas! You guys look cold...|
|Sausage and rice. I don't think I can call it Jambalaya, but it sure tasted great!|
In the meantime, the girls helped me wake poppa up. Time for some puppy love and then dinner!
|Really? Ma, what is this supposed to be here? She's not supposed to be up there!|
|A man and his girls. <3|
Well, let's just fast forward to dessert. Dinner was yummy, but these coffee cake muffins "took the cake", so to speak.
He looks cool and collected, unwrapping this bad boy, but let me tell you! These were HOT! Yea, they ended up that good. Steaming hot and being pulled from the pan. I seem to remember Voo saying, "...this poor bastard didn't even make it out of the pan!" So see, THIS is why I did all this. His excitement and love that pours out when he murders these steaming mounds of goodness is motivation enough. Don't judge me. We all have strange motivating factors. You can say that it's the Voodoo he does. ;)
|That's a hell of a "muffin top" honey!|
This recipe is unfortunately not my creation, although, the muffins are my variation. The original recipe came from The Pioneer woman. Thank you, lovely. Thank you for assisting in making our tummies oh, so happy.
Mission accomplished. He's full, and sleeping again. He gave me material to do an "update" as they're called apparently. There you go babe, another post. Thank you!