Sunday, April 29, 2012

Zucchini Muffins

3 cups all purpose flour
2 cups shredded zucchini (I sometimes add more)
1 1/2 cups packed brown sugar
2/3 cup vegetable oil
1 tablespoon baking powder
2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon salt (I have never added it)
1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
4 eggs

1. Heat oven to 350 degrees. Generously spray muffin  pan with cooking spray or use liners.

2. Mix all ingredients with spoon until well blended. Pour mix into each muffin cup about halfway.

3. Bake 22-25 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Let cool about 5-10 and remove from pan.


Note: I usually mix the dry ingredients and eggs/oil separate then mix together. I also find once all ingredients are in the same bowl, it's easier to mix with my hands. You can make it in a cake pan it just takes 45-55 minutes. I like the muffin way better for portion control and cooks faster.


Kristoffer LOVES these and can't tell there is a vegetable in them =)

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

My Son

My Son

As a lad you held my hand
You walked with me
You sat upon my knee
I sang to you
You came to me
I wiped your tears 
You needed me, I needed you.

Then my son, you grew
You dropped my hand
You chose friends to walk beside you
My knee became to small
You had not the time
For a rock or a song
Your tears subsided
You needed them, they needed you.

Then my son, you grew
There were other hands to hold
You took long walks
But not with me
You held others upon your knee
Rocked and sang love songs
You wiped away their tears 
You needed them, they needed you

Then my son, you grew
You took her hand in yours
You walked the aisle with her
Built with your hands
Your own rocking chair
She sang love songs to you 
You wiped each others tears
You pledged your love
You needed her, she needed you.

Then my son, you grew
A little one held your hand
You walked with her
She sat upon your knee
You sang lullabies
You wiped her tears
She called you, "Dad"
She needed you, you needed her.

Then my son, you grew
You became wise
You held my hand
You walked with me
We sat together
We talked of days gone by
You wiped my tears
I needed you, you needed me.


Betty King
(Chicken Soup for the Mother and Son Soul)