I'm a huge fan of muffins. But do you remember your first time?
I don't recall ever having had or seen one in this country until the late Eighties. The first time I had such a thing as a blueberry muffin was in New York in 1982. I'd never been aware such a thing existed, and it's not like I'd led a sheltered life. We just didn't get them over here. And as for blueberries - they were totally not available anywhere, were they? I certainly don't recall seeing them in supermarkets until about 15 years ago or less.
Let's move on to the 'English' muffins - what we would just call muffins. I'd also never tasted them until my first time Stateside.
Now of course, they're ubiquitous. I'm not complaining. I like all types of muffin, except chocolate chip big doughy ones you get in service stations. There's nothing like a blueberry muffin straight from the oven: soft, vanilla-y, warm, oozing with sweet fruit. Or the lightly toasted plain muffin smothered in butter and peanut butter, or with slightly melting swiss cheese and a dash of marmite. Let me leave you with that thought.
On another note, traffic's definitely down. Ever since The Urban Woo shut up shop visits have taken a tumble. I kind of feel she was the glue that held this end of the blogging community together, and without her we're drifting apart. Do you agree? I can't - or rather don't know how to - put one of those feed things down the side of my blog that shows you who's updated recently. I used to like that on hers and on Matt Rudd's. Can anyone help with that?
Blogwise, The Urban Woo was my first port of call each day and it's such a shame she's gone. I'm having lunch with her next week so perhaps I can talk her back into it. However, it won't be as easy as it sounds. I suppose there comes a time in one's life where the moment simply passes. I've felt it vaguely before, but pulled back at the last minute. But she's really been and gone and done it.
This is my 600th post by the way. I'm still here.
