Are they muffins or are they cups of yumminess? - Sweet Potato Chronicles

Are they muffins or are they cups of yumminess?

Today was the day. We got the girls together to bake. All our friends groaned at the idea of two preschooler's cook­ing together, but we planned and plot­ted. Easy recipe. Lit­tle bak­ing time. Crafts ready as dis­trac­tions. Ceri and I fig­ured we had our bases covered.

We decided on another healthy snack since you can really never have enough of those: mini apple muffins. As we con­verted the recipe from grams and ounces to table­spoons and cups (thank God for the com­puter), we real­ized the recipe from a British book seemed slim on flour. Were these really going to be muffins?

Mini Apple Cups of Love

1/2 cup of whole wheat flour
1 tea­spoon bak­ing pow­der
1/4 tea­spoon of cin­na­mon
2 table­spoons of rolled oats
1/4 cup of Mus­co­v­ado sugar (we used raw sugar)
1 peeled, cored and diced apple
2 table­spoons of but­ter, melted
1/2 cup of plain yogurt
1 egg

Method

As Ceri and I took turns mea­sur­ing all the ingre­di­ents out for the girls (Scar­lett would be in charge of blend­ing and mix­ing wet ingre­di­ents, Esme dry), the other reffed the var­i­ous squab­bles over col­or­ing book pages, who gets what baby and but­ter­fly stick­ers. I pre-heated the oven to 400 and hoped for the best.

Just as we fin­ished our prep work, Ceri and I noticed that the girls were try­ing to get out the front door. "Where are you guys going?," I asked. "I want to ride my bike in the hall," Scar­lett informed us, as she lured Esme along. "Wait! We're ready for you guys to make your muffins," explained Ceri. Both girls gave us a blank look and pro­ceeded out the door. "We'll give you a choco­late egg if you come back and do your muffins," I yelled.

Esme began by blend­ing the flour, bak­ing pow­der, cin­na­mon, sugar and rolled oats while Scar­lett mixed the egg, but­ter and yogurt. They both perked up with pride as Ceri and I com­pli­mented them on their bak­ing tech­nique. (They really did do a good job pour­ing, mix­ing and blending.)

Esme added the chopped apples into her bowl, being sure to coat the chunks with the dry blend. Then we added Scarlett's wet ingre­di­ents to Esme's bowl, care­ful to not over-mix.

After the shit show of who gets to hand out the spoons as well as who gets what spoon, the girls (for the record: Esme red spoon, Scar­lett pink) work along­side each other shov­el­ing the mix into mini-muffin cups.

As you can see, they are mostly apple with just enough bat­ter to hold them together. It's what we liked about these lit­tle babies — they're more fruit and less sug­ary cake. The per­fect treat.

Dur­ing the 12 minute bake time, we rode bikes in the hall. When the timer went off, the girls ran to the stove win­dow. They got really giddy and hugged. Maybe it was the prospect of their accom­plish­ment? Either that or one was try­ing to smother the other.

Unfor­tu­nately, the bike ride was also the time the cam­era was left on and the bat­tery drained. Alas, no final shot to show you how yummy these looked. We set­tled them in front of Dora paper plates, each with a warm muf­fin. (They're not really muffins. We decided they're baked apple cups.) They both purred, "Yummy". We felt a shot of relief with the suc­cess of our project until Scar­lett won­dered why Esme got more water than her.

  

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