I am not a food blogger.
Food blogging is a whole mess of work between the photography, the steps, the presentation and THOSE PEOPLE WHO ALWAYS HAVE TO TELL YOU HOW TO DO IT BETTER. (I’m looking at you CORN SNOBS.)
I took pictures of all the steps but they didn’t turn out very well because today was the day God nearly forgot the promise he made to Noah not to flood the Earth ever again and the lighting in my kitchen was seriously compromised due to all the fire and brimstone going on outside.
Let me show you…what my street should look like normally…(well okay so this is AFTER all the flooding, but you get the idea.)
Earlier today? It looked like this…
Normal trip to the mailbox should go something like this…(with tutu, yes.)
Earlier in the afternoon? This…
And you people wonder why we Mormons are so big on being prepared for natural disasters. The only reason I left my house today was because if the world was going to end today?
So yeah, I made the muffins. And took pictures. Pretty self explanatory.
What I didn’t do was take a picture of the finished and baked muffins.
Because I ate them all before I remembered.
And this? Is why I would never hack it as a true food blogger.