Mini Marathon Muffins

Five years ago, I'm pretty sure that if I had tried to run a mile, I would have dropped dead before I finished. I'm fairly certain that the likelihood of getting the five-years-ago version of me in running shorts and tennis shoes, bouncing down the beach boardwalk before noon, was virtually nil. Even the thought of running, for any other purpose that to save my own skin, would have made me cringe. "Running" and "fun" were definitely not on the same page in my book.

But now, years down the road and about a hundred pounds lighter, I've got an addiction. I may still groan about an upcoming run, but I also crave them. I like the feeling of pushing my body. I like being out of breath. I like struggling to make it up a hill, beat my last mile time, push myself just a little bit further, sweat just a little bit more.

In May, I ran my first half marathon. My running buddy and I prepped for our race in a number of ways. We did lots of distance runs... with celebratory high-fives every time we demolished an old time or distance... We ate a lot--did you know that running 10 miles a day will make you REALLY FREAKING HUNGRY? The night before, we relaxed, watched crappy TV, ate carbs with reckless abandon and baked.

What could be better for a half (or mini) marathon, than protein-powered, chocolate-chipped, bite-sized, mouthfuls of delicious? With protein powder in the batter, these little guys were exactly what we needed the morning of the race... and pretty much any other time we felt like eating them.

Mini Marathon Muffins

Adorable and delicious. What more could you ask for?

* 3 large, ripe bananas
* 4 egg whites
* 2 tbsp vegetable oil
* 1/3 cup nonfat milk (or almond milk)
* 1/2 cup sugar
* 1 tsp vanilla
* 1/2 tsp cinnamon
* 1 tsp salt
* 1/2 tsp baking soda
* 1 tsp baking powder
* 2 scoops chocolate protein powder
* 1 cup oats (processed to fine crumbs in blender)
* 1 cup all purpose flour

* 1 cup mini chocolate chips

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
2. Mash bananas with fork.
3. Add to the bananas…eggs, oil, milk, sugar, salt, cinnamon, vanilla, baking soda and baking powder. Mix well.
4. Whisk together the protein powder, flour and oats.
5. Gently blend the protein, flour and oats into the banana mixture and stir for 20 seconds or until moistened.
6. Fold in the chocolate chips.
7. Pour batter into lined mini muffin pan, filling the cups about 2/3 full. 
8. Bake for 15 minutes or until a toothpick inserted near the middle of the center muffin comes out clean.
9. Devour. Have energy. Gain all the muscles!

Zucchini Chocolate Chip Muffins

Have you missed me?

I wish I had some sort of really good excuse that would explain away my absence, but I really don't. Life has been happening. School was wrapping up, I was shutting down my classroom, packing for two separate trips to Texas, and now I'm enjoying a sweet six days home before I'm off again.

It is safe to say that my posting is at an all time low, and as much as I'd like to promise to be better, I can't. My summer is a cycle of home for a cluster of days, gone for several more, home again, gone again. And while I am away, my fingers itch for my mixer. My brain is filled with recipe ideas. I'm dying to spend a morning, barefoot in my kitchen, watching my neighborhood come to life.

But, when I get home... It doesn't always come to fruition. After being gone for so many days, there is so much to do. So much that doesn't get done when I'm not here. I seriously think the cat needs to start chipping in with the housekeeping, or paying rent. Either that or she needs to get a job.

One thing that does, to some extent, manage to take care of itself while I am gone is my garden. Back in April, I planted a little patch of my backyard with zucchini, bell peppers, summer squash, tomatoes and an artichoke. Now, the summer squash died. The artichoke isn't anything to brag about. The tomato desperately wants to be transplanted to a new location that is less crowded. The bell peppers are overshadowed by the gargantuan zucchini plans. And the zucchini... well, they're taking off. I kind of think they are the bullies of the garden, stealing everyone else's water and nutrients and getting HUGE when I am not looking!

I picked several small (about 6 inches long) zucchini before I left for Houston on Wednesday. I came home Sunday night to find these monsters! I've never fancied myself to be much of a green thumb--most of my gardening success can be attributed to my friend Kerri, who seems to be a wealth of knowledge on just about every topic.

The picture doesn't do them justice. The largest was at least 12 inches long, and about three inches across!

Not wanting my bountiful produce to go to waste, I've scoured the internet looking for recipes. I've thumbed through cookbooks and magazines. I've tried -a lot- of things. You would think that zucchini would be a pretty easy thing to work with. Not the case! I've had more flops in my past attempts than successes! And by flop, I don't mean inedible. Or even bad. Just not worthy of sharing with the world, or adapting and making my own.

That is, of course, until this morning. My whole kitchen still smells faintly of baking cinnamon, cardamom and chocolate. It is a divine smell. It kind of makes me want to eat everything in sight. Which is why I need to get going on this run I got myself psyched up for.... 45 minutes ago...

Zucchini and Chocolate Chip Muffins

Adapted from a whole bunch of recipes from all over the place

Delicious, adorable and vegan. Just like my friend Kerri! (ok, I'm not sure if she is actually delicious... We don't have THAT kind of relationship)

Because I love my friend Kerri so much, I made this recipe vegan... But you could easily change it by using real eggs and butter in place of the apple sauce and oil. But the vegan version is just as delicious! (If you don't have egg replacer on hand (you can get it at Sprouts!), bananas work!)

• 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
• 3/4 cups whole wheat flour
•  1/2 cup sugar
• 1/4 brown sugar
• 1 teaspoon cardamom
• 1 teaspoon all spice
• 1 teaspoon baking soda
• 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• Equivalent of 1 egg, using Ener-G egg replacer, lightly beaten
• 1/2 cup apple sauce
• splash of olive oil
• 1/4 cup milk
• 1 tablespoon lemon juice
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
• 1 cup shredded zucchini
• 1 apple, peeled and shredded
• 1/2 cup miniature semisweet chocolate chips

1. In the bowl of your stand mixer, combine all the wet ingredients.
2. In another bowl, sift together the flour, soda, salt and spices. Stir in the sugars.
3. Add the dry ingredients to the wet mixture.
4. Fold in the zucchini, apple and chocolate chips.
5. Spoon into muffin cups, filling 2/3s full.
6. Bake at 350 for 18-22 minutes.
7. Enjoy!

Taste of Summer: Lemon Meringue

When the housing plots in my neighborhood were developed, there were certain things that stayed consistent from lot to lot. Because there was a single builder who did most of the homes in the area, many of the homes are structurally similar--having only changed through remodels and additions over the years. The landscaping on many of the plots was similar, too--certain kinds of trees, plants, etc. One thing most of the homes had in common was some kind of fruit tree...

That is, of course, except for my house. Ok... That's not entirely true. There are three unidentified fruit trees in my back yard, but they don't produce anything--other than frustration. I planted a lemon tree, as well, but it has yet to give me any lemons. I'm determined, though. Someday, my baking needs will be fulfilled by my own plants!

But for now, I rely on my giving friends, who have more fruit than they know what to do with. I hoard lemons and lemons (and eggs, actually) from fellow teachers who have an abundance--or no use for the little produce that they have. And in return, I bake delicious things that then reside in our teachers' lounge. It's pretty much a win-win for everyone involved.

Lemon meringue has always been one of my favorite desserts. And also one that always intimidated me. But I've realized that, with a trusty kitchen aid mixer, it's not hard at all. It just takes some patience and some practice. And having churned out about half a dozen lemon meringue pies in the last two months or so, I can say I think I've perfected a recipe.

Lemon Meringue Pie

adapted from Allrecipes.com

You can also pipe on the meringue, using an icing bag and whatever tip tickles your fancy.

• 1 cup white sugar
• 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
• 3 tablespoons cornstarch
• 1/4 teaspoon salt
• 1 1/2 cups water
• 3 lemons, juiced and zested
• 2 tablespoons butter
• 4 egg yolks, beaten
• 1 (9 inch) pie crust, baked
• 4 egg whites
• 6 tablespoons white sugar

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
2. To Make Lemon Filling: In a medium saucepan, whisk together 1 cup sugar, flour, cornstarch, and salt. Stir in water, lemon juice and lemon zest... Don't worry if you get a little pulp in there, too. It makes it that much more delicious!
3.  Cook over medium-high heat, stirring frequently, until mixture comes to a boil. Stir in butter. Place egg yolks in a small bowl and gradually whisk in 1/2 cup of hot sugar mixture. Whisk egg yolk mixture back into remaining sugar mixture. Bring to a boil and cook while stirring constantly until thick. Remove from heat. 
4. Pour filling into baked pastry shell. (Don't forget to poke holes in the shell before you bake it)
5. With your mixer, whip egg whites until foamy. Add sugar gradually, and continue to whip until stiff peaks form. Spread meringue over pie, sealing the edges at the crust.
6. Bake in preheated oven for 10 minutes, or until meringue is golden brown.

Black Bean & Rice Enchiladas

Taking care of people is just what I do. For as long as I can remember, I've always wanted to help other people feel good. I wanted to be able to contribute, positively, to the world around me in ways that made other people smile.

When I was younger, I volunteered at a local zoo. I spent my summer days working with animals and educating the public about animal conservation. I am probably in millions of family photos, holding some sort of exotic animal, grinning like an idiot with a total stranger's kids. I've also been peed on, bitten by and shat on by more endangered species that you can name.

When I got into high school, I started coaching kids' volleyball. My best friend and I took two teams under our wings, with mixed results. One undefeated season, and one lack luster. But we have scores of girls (who are now graduating from high school!!!!) that we helped fall in love with a game that we were passionate about. We even hosted a sleepover--complete with makeovers!

When I went away to college, I got involved as a resident adviser and I helped coach a local speech and debate team. I never really realized it, but I was constantly looking for ways to make other people feel important, special, needed, at home and valued. I loved cooking for my residents. I reveled in the rousing conversations I would have with my speech team, about everything from college to fights with their friends and parents. I was as excited as they were when they won awards for their performances.

Despite all this, my maternal instincts, over all, are lacking. Babies give me the heebie jeebies. Small children make me really nervous. The thought of changing diapers, buying baby clothes... being responsible for another life... Terrify me. And all of my friends seem to be launching into this stage in their lives (or they've been there for a while and facebook has just recently let me know this).

I feel like everyone around me is getting married, having babies and growing up. And I'm not going to lie, it's freaking me out just a little. I am SO not at that place in my life yet. But you know what? I'm ok with it. Just don't ask me to babysit.

But you know what I CAN do? Make delicious, easy to freeze, meals for you when you've got a bun in the oven. One of my colleagues just had a baby (like, this morning! Happy birthday, Matthew James!), and last week I took the time to prepare some dinners for her family so that feeding her husband, her two year old and herself didn't send her over the edge.

Black Bean & Rice Enchiladas

• 1 green pepper, chopped
• 1 medium red onion, diced
• 3 cloves garlic, minced
• 1 tablespoon olive oil
• 1 (15 ounce) can black beans, rinsed and drained
• 1 (14.5 ounce) can diced tomatoes 
• 1 small can green chiles
• 1/4 cup green enchilada sauce
• 1 tablespoon chili powder
• 1 teaspoon ground cumin
• 1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
• 2 cups cooked brown rice (I cooked this in my rice cooker with 1/4 of enchilada sauce/water)
• 8 flour tortillas, warmed
• 1 cup salsa
• 1 cup reduced fat shredded Cheddar cheese
• 3 tablespoons chopped fresh cilantro leaves
• 1 sliced avocado

1. In a large skillet, saute the green pepper, onion and garlic in oil until tender. Add the beans, tomatoes, enchilada sauce, chili powder, cumin and red pepper flakes; bring to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer, uncovered, until heated through and mixture thickens. Add rice; cook 5 minutes longer or until heated through. 
2. Lightly spread a thin layer of enchilada sauce on the bottom of a baking dish.
3. Spoon the mixture down the center of each tortilla. Fold sides over filling and roll up. Place in the coated dish. Spoon salsa and any left over rice mixture over each tortilla. Cover and bake at 350 degrees F for 25 minutes. Uncover; sprinkle with cheese and cilantro. Bake 10 minutes longer or until cheese is melted. 
4. Top with sliced avocado and serve! 
5. Or, you can cover with foil and freeze. Simply add about 45 minutes to your cooking time if you are cooking them from frozen.

Brown Sugar and Banana Muffins (or cupcakes)

As I've said many times, baking is my stress relief. And thanks to the hot mess that education is in in this state, I have a whole lotta stress in my life right now. I don't think anyone, outside of education, really understands what it's like to be a teacher. The ridiculous way that teachers and schools are portrayed on TV doesn't help (I'm talking to you, Glee).

But beyond that, I'm not sure anyone, other than a fellow teacher, knows what kind of burden we deal with. English teachers have hours of essays to grade. Math teachers have building blocks of concepts to build on (and often rebuild). Social science teachers have eons of material to cover. And elective teachers, I'm finding, frequently are left in the dust.

I was hired as an English and journalism teacher. After my first year, I took over the struggling yearbook program. After my third year, I started a digital photography program. I carefully carved out a niche for myself--earning accolades for my organization, dedication and attention to detail along the way. I've helped put my school on the scholastic media map, so to speak. And I've exposed hundreds of kids to a world beyond Southern California, that many of them never knew existed.

As my media-based endeavors grew, my commitment in the English department lessened. And this year, in my fourth year of teaching, I found myself a full-time electives teacher. Which is AWESOME. I show up to work and I get to teach the FUN STUFF all day long. I have a schedule most people would dream of.

But with budget cuts looming, overall school enrollment dropping and general morale at all time low, my stomach is in knots. School is out in a month. I have no idea what I'm teaching next year. I have worked my ass off to build some spectacular programs, and I feel like I am grasping and threads as someone unravels my world in front of me.

The hardest part? Me, the control freak, has no control over my situation. I am sharing some of my programs with another teacher, who has seniority over me, despite the fact that I created the programs. I don't have as many students in my publications courses as I have in the past--which was intentional. A staff of 80 is just too much to manage! But now that I've built up these programs, I seem to have created a reputation as THE person to save struggling programs. So rather than giving my infant programs time to grow and mature, they are being pulled away from me, and another dying program is being dumped in my lap.

Of course, none of this is set in stone. It could all change August 3. Or August 17. Or tomorrow. And I just get to roll with the punches. I guess I should be flattered that everyone thinks I can take on the world and fix everything. But really? Someday, I'd like to be able to come home after school and bake. Just bake. For myself. And not worry about going back for deadline. Or an awards night. Or this. Or that. Ya know?

So, as I sit here, wondering what will become of me, I'm giving in to my vices. Stress baking starts now.

You can call these muffins. You can put frosting on them and call them cupcakes. But whatever you do, you better call them delicious.

Brown Sugar Banana Muffin-cakes

Adapted from How Sweet It Is

Simple, yet delicious. And really, muffins are just cupcakes without make up on, right?

1 1/3 cups flour
1 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
pinch of nutmeg
dash of cinnamon
1 egg
3/4 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
3.5 large ripe bananas
1/4 cup sour cream
1/2 cup butter, melted

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Line a muffin tin with liners.

Whisk together dry flour, salt, baking soda, cinnamon and nutmeg and set aside.

With an electric mixer, mix egg and add brown sugar, mixing until smooth. Mix in vanilla.

Add sour cream and melted butter and mix until just combined.

Stir in dry ingredients, then add bananas (don't even bother mashing---just toss 'em in!) and mix until batter comes together. The batter will be thick.

Scoop batter in liners and fill about 2/3 full. Bake for 15-18 minutes. Let cool completely.

Strawberry Protein Bites

I never fancied myself a runner. Even as my running routines have increased, I never classified myself in "that" category. I've gotten to a point where I actually enjoy running and do actually look forward to my weekly distance endeavors. But when I drag my butt along the boardwalk at the beach, I never dream of classifying myself in the same category as the "real" runners who smoke past me, barely breaking a sweat.

But the reality is... I think I am nearing that category. I'm running a half marathon in two weeks. Me. Thirteen miles. The thought terrifies me. And excites me. The feeling of accomplishment that comes with breaking a new personal record, adding a mile or just surviving, is incredible. These feelings have come, more and more regularly, as my training regimen has increased.

Other feelings have become more frequent, too. Like hunger. Oh my lord, I am hungry. Running ten miles puts a pit in your tummy like nothing else. But the trade off? Burning a thousand calories makes me far less critical of what I put in my mouth. But it's also made me realize that what I'm eating really does matter. With little 5ks here and there, and maybe a 10k every once in a while, my meal preparation hasn't played a major role in my training.

But now, with running maps rolling out in front of me that are ten plus miles long, I'm realizing that I need to feed my body more effectively. Putting the right things into it help me get the kinds of results I want out of myself. And learning how to effectively prepare things to support my efforts has been both challenging and exciting, in the realm of my kitchen. Combining my newest addiction (tacking on miles), with my most popular addiction (baking), has been a deliciously rewarding experience.

These yummy morsels are both healthy and delicious. They also provide an adequate amount of protein and give you a wonderful, flavorful boost of energy before or after a workout. And, you don't have to feel bad about popping a few of them in your mouth every time you walk by the kitchen.

Strawberry-Almond Protein Bites

adapted from Baking Serendipity 

• 1 cups rolled oats
• 1/4 cup raisins
• 1/4 cup dark chocolate pieces
• 1/4 cup ground flaxseed
• 1/4 cup chopped walnuts or almonds
• 1/4 cup fresh strawberries, diced
• 1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
• 1/8 teaspoon nutmeg
• 1/2 cup almond butter
• 1/3 cup honey
• 1/4 agave

In a medium sized mixing bowl, combine oats, raisins, flaxseed, nuts, chocolate, strawberries, cinnamon and nutmeg. Add almond butter, agave and honey and stir to coat evenly. Refrigerate for at least an hour. Using an ice cream scoop or tablespoons, form the bites into balls. Store in the fridge in an airtight container.

She's Baaaaaaaaack!

I know, it's been too long. But I can explain...

It was Lent. I sacrificed my blogging for Lent. And before anyone freaks out---yes, I know I am not Catholic. In fact, I wouldn't even describe myself as religious, or spiritual. But to me, Lent was about testing my will power.

Shortly before Lent started, I was reading an article that talked about the reasons behind the practice. The article pointed out that it wasn't something that was distinctly Christian, or even anything that had clearly defined roots in any religious practice. The idea was that individuals would identify their vices, their short-comings, their challenges, and then spend 40 days working to improve themselves in those areas. It got me thinking... What are my vices? What keeps me from doing the things I need to do, the things I should do? What is holding me back?

The answer to that was easy. Cupcakes. Have a bad day? Bake cupcakes. Need to relax? Bake cupcakes. Feel bad for giving students a pop quiz? Bake cupcakes. Need a favor from someone? Bake cupcakes. Bored? Bake cupcakes. Hungry? Bake cupcakes. Happy? Bake cupcakes. I realized, pretty immediately (or maybe it was never really a secret) that cupcakes were a pretty big weakness of mine. So I decided--that was it. No cupcakes until after Easter. That meant--no eating, baking, buying, selling, gifting... anything. And oh trust me, I wanted to. And I was tempted. And people were disappointed. My students, first and foremost, took personal offense to my efforts. My friends, also, were not pleased with my choices. But I had to try and do this for myself.

If you know me, you know that over the past several years, I have had some great demonstrations of will power. I have also had some supreme failures. But I really wanted to prove to myself that I could do this. I could give up something that had come to define me. It was my trademark. But I could let it go. I could still exist without the apron and the frosting bag.... Right?

And I did. Life went on. I missed my cupcake madness. But I forced myself to do other things. I found that my evenings were more productive when I didn't try and bake 4 dozen cupcakes after work. I found that my kitchen stayed a little bit cleaner when there wasn't a trail of flour that traced my journey from cabinet, to counter, to oven. I found that my bank account stayed a little bit fatter if I wasn't rushing out to buy butter, eggs and flour every other day.

I also realized that I am not a one-trick pony. Believe it or not, I can bake other things. I make a mean lemon meringue pie. I finally faced my fears and tackled cheesecake. I've dabbled in the vegan baking world some more. I've funneled my energy into finding healthy, satisfying, low-calorie dinners that are easy to prepare so that Nick can help me more in the kitchen. In terms of cupcakes, I say lesson learned. Yes, I will go back to baking them... In fact, I have an order to put out today. But I think I'm going to slow it down... And bake with a purpose--not just because I'm bored. Not just because I saw a recipe that looked interesting. With Summer rapidly approaching, I know that I need to start pinching my pennies and putting the brakes on constant cupcake cooking might be a good way to do that. But don't worry kids... First current events quiz? You'll get cupcakes. I promise.

So now you're saying... But why the blog? Where baking is a physical vice for me---something that I would do to make myself feel better, make myself relax, get my head cleared up... Writing is a mental vice. Now, as an English teacher, one wouldn't think that I would associate something like a vice with a skill like writing. And it most cases, I wouldn't. But every time I tied my apron strings, I found myself thinking about posts and recipes and pictures. It started to take a little fun out of what I was doing. In a sense, there were times when cooking and writing about it felt like a chore. I didn't want that. I started this blog to catalog all of the fun I was having--my baking, cooking and experimenting adventures. And my writing has always been an escape for me. I knew I would miss jotting things down, telling my little stories... But I also knew that they would be here when I got back. I had to put writing for fun on hold last year, to finish my thesis. And this year, I needed to refocus. I needed to reflect. I needed to rework my process.

And so it was decided... To put the fun back into my kitchen, the blog needed a time out. I kept on cooking, but I cooked for me. I didn't have to worry about taking pictures or jotting down my measurements or thinking of ways to describe my process. I was able to focus my energy in a single direction and simply enjoy what I was doing---not to say that I didn't enjoy it before, I definitely did, but I felt like I got back to cooking purely. Cooking for cooking. And eating. Not cooking for blogging.

And I didn't tell you sooner because... Well, it felt less like an actual sacrifice if I had to make a disclaimer for it. If I had to explain all my reasons before I even tried to do it, then it was like I had to talk myself into it all over again. So I just went for it... Knowing that you, my loyal blog readers, would understand. I did this for US! :)

I've learned that I am talented. In the kitchen and at the keyboard. I've learned that I'm messy. In the kitchen, and in my head. I've learned that I am flexible and I can experiment. I can deviate from a recipe to make it vegan, and it still works. I can adjust measurements if I don't think they flavor will capture what I want. I can do a whole hell of a lot more than cupcakes. Sure, they will continue to be my trademark. They are what makes me tick. But I can do so much more. I am, without a doubt, a little one-woman bake shop.

So keep reading. I am back. And I'm back for good. I will continue to try and keep up with at least one post a week, but you will have to forgive me when life gets in the way. Because life will happen. I will get busy. But I won't let cupcakes, blogging or anything else, keep me from getting where I need to be and doing what I need to do.

But of course, we know that my real mission here is to save the world... one cupcake at a time.