It’s the season when everyone goes a little bit pumpkin-crazy. I’m guilty of this as much as anyone – lining up for an overpriced latte and pretending that anything below 90 degrees fahrenheit is fall weather. (It’s not.) I made these pumpkin muffins yesterday, which were adapted by the smitten kitchen from a Gourmet magazine article featuring the American Club in Kohler, Wisconsin, which is about the fanciest place ever. Your Kohler-brand faucets and toilets come from Kohler, Wisconsin, and apparently there’s a pretty penny to be made from porcelain potties. Of course, I couldn’t resist playing around with them a little bit (the muffins, not the toilets). I subbed out a quarter cup of the white sugar for brown sugar, and instead of sprinkling the cinnamon-sugar mixture on top of the muffins before baking them, I baked the plain batter, then dipped the baked muffins in melted butter, and then in a cinnamon sugar mixture. Vitamin A never tasted so good. I wanted to bring them to a friend’s house, but couldn’t find the right container to transport them. Then I rummaged around and found one of these empty plastic containers used to sell apples at Costco. We go through about a million of these every month. Voila – muffin transport achieved.
What’s your favorite pumpkin food or drink? Or do you hate pumpkin, and just close your eyes and think of England until Christmas rolls around?