There was this small container of plump and juicy blueberries sitting in the fridge for around 2 weeks, and I really wanted to use them, but in what? I could have made the ricotta cake, or even scones, but I wanted to do something different.
I found a recipe for: “To Die For Blueberry Muffins”. Ok, the resulting muffins were good, but I certainly wouldn’t want to die for them! I hate that phrase, there I said it “to die for”, I hate it. Doesn’t that defeat the object of eating? Ok, rant over…. Continue reading