I like to keep muffins in the freezer for Eric to pack in his suitcase for breakfast when he travels, which is every week. Sometimes he just likes to have a cup of coffee and a muffin in his room before he heads out for the day. I played around with this muffin for a while before I nailed it.
So this weekend, Sir Streusel and I were out and a song came on the radio.
I said, “I like that song. It makes me want to get my groove on.”
Sir Streusel responds, “I like it too. It’s snazzy!”
I respond, “Snazzy?”
Sir Streusel, “Yes, snazzy.”
I said, “You do know you just dated yourself, like, really dated yourself.”
Sir Streusel, “Your hair looks really pretty today. Let’s forget I said ‘snazzy’.”
Until I married Sir Streusel, I had never tasted Bread Pudding. To tell you the truth, I had only read about it in books. Bread Pudding had never made an appearance on my Sweet Mama’s table, ever. Enter Sir Streusel into my life and I learn that the man I married worshiped his Mom’s Bread Pudding. He would order it in restaurants and push it away every time. I didn’t pay too much attention with what was going on with his search of the perfect Bread Pudding. Hey, I always had my dessert that was normally smothered and covered in chocolate so I was happy. After many years of being in a chocolate coma, I realized the sweetest man ever was not living a life of full satisfaction. Sadley, poor Sir Streusel had come to accept a life minus his great love…..Bread Pudding. I made it my life’s mission to make the life of this man complete. After trying countless cookbook recipes, he still had not found his true love. I then began to put my own recipe together based on the feedback I had received on what was wrong with the previous 487 pans of Bread Pudding I had baked for him. It took many trial and errors, and I mean MANY, but I did it! I am happy to report that Sir Streusel lives a fulfilled life. He is now complete!