We’re in the midst of another winter storm here in Coastal Carolina. In the past 24 hours, we’ve seen snow, sleet, freezing rain, flying tree limbs…suffice it to say that Mother Nature is throwing us everything she’s got. And with a vengeance.
Which means that little man and I are in full snow day mode.
This cake, right here.
We need to have a conversation about this cake.
Because it is amazing. As in, “this cake will change your life” amazing. “You’ll never want to eat another cake” amazing. “I don’t know how I’ve lived on this earth for 26 years and never tasted this cake” amazing.
I’m not kidding. Not even a little bit.
This cake. This cake may, in fact, be my pièce de résistance. Because it is just. that. good.
Disclaimer: for the next five minutes, I fully intend to complain, unapologetically, about the weather. And the weatherman. And the South. So if you’re one of those people who just can’t stand to see one more comment about the snow or the cold or just nature in general, please feel free to tune out until we get to the part about muffins. Look at the pretty pictures, save (and share!) the recipe, whip up a dozen for yourself, and enjoy your own little slice of muffin heaven in peace.
For the rest of you who feel like commiserating with me on this miserably cold day, read on.
Normally, I’m not one to complain about the weather, especially in the winter. Probably because we’ve lived in the South for the past five years. And I now have a very loose and possibly inaccurate definition of “winter.”
But this is getting a little ridiculous.