Archive for July, 2008

Snicker Muffins

Snicker Muffins


It was one of those days.  Those long working days which ended in my PC giving up on me and just refusing to shut down. It seems like out of the two of us, it still wanted to carry on looking at documents all day while I was ready to cry at a moments notice if one more person came up to me and asked if I was busy.  No, I just look like I furiously type away at nothing to amuse myself all day and then gasp in surprise when I get paid at the end of the month.

Stressed, therefore must bake, which I did.  The snicker and peanut butter muffin is my idea of a good welcome home after a long day.  They are also handy when, having a bad day at work you can eat one of these thinking at least that it’s a muffin rather than a bar of chocolate (I know there is chocolate in there but when it is wrapped in peanut buttery gooiness, the sun just shines and your day gets better, trust me).

I thank Nigella for inspiring me to bake these wonderful muffins, yaay for the domestic goddess!  I have tweaked the recipe slightly as I prefer MORE chocolate and MORE peanut butter because for me, you might as well go all the way.


250g plain flour
6 tablespoons golden caster sugar (85g)
1 and a half tablespoons baking powder
pinch of salt
6 tablespoons crunchy peanut butter (I use 8 )
60g unsalted butter, melted
1 large egg beaten
175 ml milk
3 x 65g Snickers bars, chopped ( I use 4)
12 bun muffin tin with paper cases

Preheat the oven to 200C/gas mark 6
Stir together the flour, sugar, baking powder and salt.  Add the peanut butter and mix until you have coarse crumbs.  Add the melted butter and egg to the milk, and then stir this gently into the bowl.  Mix in the Snickers pieces and dollop into the muffin cases.
Bake for 20-25 minutes,  the tops should then be risen, gold and firm to the light touch.  Sit the tin on a wire rack for 5-10 minutes before taking out each muffin and allowing to cool, if you can.

I love simple and easy baking, enjoy!


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So I got a message from a family member the other day on Facebook, wishing me a happy, happy birthday for…. a day that is not my birth date, it’s hers.  OK, I see the funny side.  How can you grow up down the road from someone who is related to you in blood and still not have an inkling about birthdays!  If you’re unsure, just don’t say it.  Rather start your message with ‘Hey, haven’t seen you in a long time..’ then talk about the weather, the one thing that binds us all together.

Facebook has increased my knowledge of the emotion of sheer terror that I have when I think about high school.  Suddenly the number of friends that you have are incredibly important again.  R says that you should have the chance to call someone a ‘friend’ or an ‘acquaintance’.  Could you imagine the untold angst?  The drama that would then follow?  People would start leaving you snotty messages, detailing how much of a friend they feel now and what you have done to them in untold emotional damage for the rest of their life.  Maybe I am a bad person to talk about this social space as I am absolutely terrible with putting names and faces together and can only remember a few key people from those days, the very good ones and the very bad-for-your-sanity ones.  What I can say about it is, that I am grateful to have found a good friend on there and that that space is now the way to communicate as we live such a distance from each other and our email addresses change now and then.  So, one good point versus more bad points.

I am practising a mind-set that you can try and maintain when logging on. 

Zen-like calm? check. 

Bottle of vodka? check.

List of all high school jibes that you withstood and conquered? check.

Mental list of all the good things that have happened in your life so far? check. 

Loins girded (I always wanted to say that)? check.

Let me know how you get on…

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I confess…

I became a blog junkie about a year ago when I stumbled upon the Yvestown blog and the Cooksister blog, two very different blogs that appeal to the foodie person in me as well as the ‘I wish my home looked like that’ type of person in me.  From there on it spiralled to the point where I was scouring the internet for new ideas and opinions all the time.  So, thanks internet world, I am officially hooked!

So, this is it, my first post.  This has come as a complete surprise to me as I sit here on my sofa tapping away, who would think that what I am typing is out there for everyone to read.  My husband, R, remarked this afternoon that I have so much to say and at such a furious pace that I should just start my blog already!  So, here it is.

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