The husband and I made muffins yesterday. Yes, WE made muffins. Together. He, the messy cook and me, the OCD “I must clean up that sugar you spilled on the counter right away why are you looking at me like that” cook.
No, the main ingredient is not "LOVE". (I am rolling my eyes at you right now, yes YOU, just like I did when he dropped a spoonful of batter onto the kitchen floor. )
They were delicious, and we managed not to kill each other in the process.
‘nuff said.
