Is it still winter? The foot of snow outside tells me yes…gah!
As someone who loves to cook I am also someone who firmly believes in the healing powers of food. It only makes sense to me that food would have healing powers since cooking helps me heal. Whenever I am struggling with something in life I find myself working through it by spending my time putting something together in the kitchen. Eventually I work those emotions out by focusing on creating something delicious or not (guess it all depends on the emotion), pray for the person eating whatever I make if I happen to be working through some angry emotions haha.
I bring this up because I made these muffins as a way of therapy, not only therapy but a means of bringing comfort. Someone I know is going through a tough time and luckily my love of cooking was a good way of helping them out and I wanted to help as much as possible.
Maybe it isn’t the food that is actually healing, maybe it is the act of sharing something that you worked on with your own hands. The entire time I was whipping these together I was being thoughtful of my method, thinking about all of the little details that make the smallest difference in the end but you couldn’t convince me that they weren’t important. It felt good to make them knowing they weren’t for me, knowing that someone might be excited to see these on their doorstep.
So often I blog about food that I selfishly created. I made it just for the purpose of eating it myself, I wont even consider if the hubby wants to eat it too. I don’t feel guilt about it because it’s food and I don’t take it that seriously (nor should you). But, there are those times in life when you find yourself cooking for a greater purpose. You want to celebrate, you want to comfort, you want to be useful. When I cook for those reasons I am again reminded why I have such a love affair with the kitchen. I might not always have the right words to say, goodness knows it is more likely I will say the wrong thing, but I feel like cooking allows me the chance to say something without using words (if you know me you know that I talk A LOT so this is really saying something).
I hope these muffins brought a smile to their recipient or at least the tiniest bit of comfort in a time when things are tougher than they could have imagined.
Ingredients
- 3/4 Cup Old Fashioned Rolled Oats
- 3/4 Cup + 2 Tbsp. Flour
- 2 Tbsp. Light Brown Sugar
- 1 1/2 Tsp. Baking Powder
- 1/2 Tsp. Baking Soda
- 1 Tsp. Cinnamon
- 1/4 Cup Butter
- 1 Egg
- 3/4 Cup Buttermilk
- 1/2 Cup Blueberries rinsed and coated in sugar
- Sugar and Cinnamon for Topping
Instructions
- Pre-heat oven to 425. In a medium mixing bowl combine your oats, flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt and cinnamon. Stir to combine. Cut your butter into cubes and cut in to the flour mixture using a pastry cutter, if you do not have a pastry cutter you can use your hands to combine the butter and the flour until the butter is mostly incorporated. Beat your egg and add to your buttermilk. Pour the buttermilk-egg mixture in to your dough, stir gently until combined and add your blueberries stirring again but only to incorporate. Once your batter is mixed scoop out 1/3 cup to fill muffin cups. Sprinkle the top of your muffins with cinnamon and sugar and bake for 15-20 minutes or until golden brown.
