Saturday, 12 September 2015

Making Chocolate Fudge Muffins

One of my favourite pastimes has always been baking. Admittedly, it was a case of going out and buying some eggs and a box of whatever Betty Crocker creation I fancied making that day. Since going everything-free I've had to hold back on baking from a box, saddle up and get on with it from scratch.

I'd made these before I started my blog and had mentioned them to my mum. Yesterday I was craving a muffin or spongey cake of some description and decided to whip up a batch of chocolate muffins with chocolate fudge frosting.

This is what I got together to make the muffins:



First off I mixed all dry ingredients...



...And then all the wet ones (ugh doesn't that look grim?!)



Then it looked like this. Note: Do not, I repeat DO NOT, run your finger round the bowl for remnants once you've put the actual muffins in the oven. GF batters and mixes are for the most part super gross.



Once I got those beauties popped in the oven, I got to work on the frosting. Now this part you CAN eat from the bowl, winner. Mixed up these in a little bowl (you can tell I forgot about photographing these until afterwards)...



...And I got this gorgeous frosting that DEFINITELY competes with Mrs Crocker.



25 minutes later I got the then-little cakelets out of the oven and got these monster muffins; I know they look average here but they are literally gargantuan.



Annoyingly I then had to find myself something to do, because it gets ridiculously tempting to eat the frosting before the muffins have cooled down. I just about made it to cooling stage - I got carried away reading the wonderful Fat!So? (Marlin Wenn) - then slathered on the frosting, and helped myself to the rest with a spoon. I let these set a bit so that the frosting slightly hardened, but they would be equally nommy if you wasn't in the mood to hang around, which normally I'm not. I sprinkled some dairy-free fudge over some of them just to add extra fudginess (because who wouldn't want that?).

Also, if you were clever enough to notice that I baked seven and iced six, that would be because my favourite critic (mum) got lucky cupcake numéro siete! And the verdict from Mother the Gluten Lover? She actually preferred these to 'normal' muffins - couldn't ask for more really could I?