I started this morning with a full basket of strawberries. But they'd been sitting in the fridge since yesterday and needed eating and I needed to make muffins for a couple of reasons, not the least of which was that our boy ate the second to last one as soon as he jumped out of bed. And I read this lovely post which got me dreaming of roasted strawberry goodness. I mixed the strawberries, balsamic vinegar and vanilla extract and put the roasting pan in the oven.
Then came the muffins. As is usual when I'm baking in the morning, I have to do a whole lot of other things while I'm baking. I make tea, and breakfast ( so you see a theme here?)
and tidy dishes away and feed the cat and start laundry and sometimes I get to drink the tea and eat breakfast. I always fervently hope I don't get any of the multitude of things mixed up. I'm sure it makes me hopelessly confused and inefficient but as long as the bread gets made or the muffins get baked it seems to be working for me so far. Although one day I hope that I will get to drink my tea while it is still hot.