Animalitos Baby. Muffin Style.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. If you are a baking blogger, then you, like me, are probably a relaxation baker. Had a bad day? Crash your car into a ditch? Break your right arm? Lose your best friend? or Just get out of a two hour exam on Alexander the Great and oh my god the names of his 30 some odd companions and advisers all bleed together on the page...Lysimachus the who? It's all Greek to me, or rather Macedonian, i suppose. But that's up and done. Fini. I have never needed to bake something so bad...but there's no flour. heart pounding. One stick of butter...is there even sugar? You see, we are moving out of this house in less than a week, so we are not buying anything in the hopes that it will run itself out instead of find its way to the garbage can...um, well, there's a giant bag of "animalitos," the one dollar mexican-import bland animal shaped cookies. hmmmm. on y va.
So really i just crushed animal crackers to a fine dusty powder. That's about it. Nothing special here. One cup animal powder, one cup oats, meh maybe i should melt that stick of butter...muscles are loosening...one egg. ok. cocoa powder and chocolate bits and pieces. Brown sugar, and white! use it all. better use both powder and soda for this one. Hmmm muffins are safest. And a crumble honey top because those are oh so chouette. Voila. As i cannot eat them, they sat a few moments waiting for a roommie to arrive-- "Here! eat! it's possible it's not edible, no rat poisoning or anything like that though, but you must let me know!" A starred back at me with a look of fear--she closed her eyes, mmmm, brilliant! excellent.
And these are random photos that have nothing to do with anything. but meh!
not that you need a recipe, but, well--
ingredients: 1 cup crushed animal cookies ~ 1 cup oats ~ 1 stick butter ~ 1 cup vanilla yogurt ~ .5 cups sugar ~ .5 cups brown sugar ~ .25 cups cocoa powder ~ 1 tsp baking powder ~ .5 tsp baking soda ~ 1 egg ~ cinnamon ~ chocolate bits (for the top: honey, brown sugar, crushed animal cookies, and oats)
Haha! A something from a nothing! As life should be.
ps. I must make a birthday wish to my baby brother--15 years old! damn just yesterday you were eating potatoes with spoons. you're my little animalito! when you were born i was a stringy 8 year old cry baby screaming "no! i hate boys! send him away!" you see, when my one and only bro bro was born, i already had three sisters. It was a girls only party in my mind. Don't worry brother, i like ya now at least. and thankfully i've stopped hating boys. well sorta. hehe.