On second thought, I should have spiked them with Gas X.
I make fiber muffins!
They are hot and delicious, even if from a box, with a touch of brown sugar on the tops.
"Mmmmmm," mumbles the DNB appreciatively as chews one and unwraps a second. "These are really good."
"I know. I read on the box that you can freeze them," I explain. "Who knew? It's brilliant because there's no way we can eat a dozen muffins before they get stale."
"I could eat a dozen," the DNB says proudly.
I know he's just being supportive of my baking efforts, but they are fiber muffins.
"Actually, please don't," I request.
They are hot and delicious, even if from a box, with a touch of brown sugar on the tops.
"Mmmmmm," mumbles the DNB appreciatively as chews one and unwraps a second. "These are really good."
"I know. I read on the box that you can freeze them," I explain. "Who knew? It's brilliant because there's no way we can eat a dozen muffins before they get stale."
"I could eat a dozen," the DNB says proudly.
I know he's just being supportive of my baking efforts, but they are fiber muffins.
"Actually, please don't," I request.
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