November 5, 2007
Five out of the twelve muffins turned out mushy. Randomly scattered through the tin. My friend was about right. I was home from my trip and staying in the cottage on my brotherís land while writing my story about the prescient fish-mongerís son. His kids and I made cranberry chocolate chip walnut pumpkin muffins. Maybe we tried to put too much in. We cut the failed moist muffins in half, put butter and medjool date slices on each and broiled them. Served them to the kidís parents with soft goat cheese and a glass of Calvados. The muffins went uneaten.