A few days ago, my son had a friend sleepover.
You can't imagine the emotional stirrings this causes me. When I was a kid, we didn't have the 'fun' house where kids wanted to sleep over. We never had junk food to binge eat while we watched TV in the basement, unsupervised by parents happily doing God-knows-what upstairs.
We had the parents who didn't allow food out of the kitchen, who thought Grape Nuts were a real treat and who asked our friends to help clean up the next morning when sleeping bags lay strewn across the family room floor.
So, when my son asked to have a friend sleep over, I said yes and felt my heart skip a beat. Already, we're not the 'fun' house. We don't have any video gaming devices or a computer for the kids to download Fortnight. We don't allow the kids to watch 'grown up' TV shows like The Office. We don't have tiny cans of soda, a trampoline or an Airsoft arsenal.
You don't want to come over here either, do you?
What we have is jazz music and bluegrass playing in the background, wheels of brie, a mother who tries to encourage the kids to listen to her read Hemingway (they refuse, all of them, even the polite ones) and a ping-pong table I bought in a small effort to build our rep as the 'cool' house.
Hahaha. Only our dog is cool.
So, the morning after said sleepover, the boys emerged, and I jumped up to whip up breakfast. At least I could provide a home cooked meal.
I had a sum total of three slices of bacon, one egg, one carton of vanilla yogurt, overly-ripe bananas and a half-carton of strawberries on their last legs.
I cut the bacon to make six slices. I made a smoothie with the yogurt, banana and some frozen berries. I sliced the strawberries and cut off any brown spots, and I whipped out my laptop and looked up: olive oil muffins.
An hour later, after the boys practiced goal keeping in the backyard, they ran through the door sweaty and puffing and sat down to bagels and cream cheese, berries, smoothies, bacon and muffins.
To everyone's shock (and delight), these Olive Oil Muffins are legit. Le-git.
And I didn't even have all of the ingredients! I used one egg (fingers totally crossed) and didn't have any orange save a bottle of Grand Marnier, which I sloshed liberally into the bowl, sans measurement.
The muffins are from David Lebovitz's website, and they are on-point. I ate three yesterday (yes, wheat and all) and one this morning. They might be even better the next day. I put a pat of butter on them the day-after, when I'd made a grocery store run, and topped that with orange marmalade, and readers: yum.
I'll make these again in a heartbeat.
The kids liked them but didn't rave because kids sometimes don't appreciate the beauty of whipping up muffins without butter, minus one egg and forgoing orange zest to have them turn out brilliantly even so.
There are so many recipes I'd like to try on Lebovitz's website:
Ugh. I could go on and on.
I think I found my new go-to recipe site for a while.
I hope everyone is having a lovely week. We're mid-way to the weekend. I'm making my plans. :)