I remember the first time I experienced Monkey Bread–I was eight years old and at a very wealthy girl’s tenth birthday party. I expected an extravagant cake, so when this lumpy pile of balls approached the table with 1 measly little candle on it, I was taken aback. I asked, “What the hell is that?” “We don’t say hell in this house Miss Dia,” my friend’s mother whispered, “It’s Monkey Bread!” “WHAT?!?!” I screamed, “There are monkeys in this bread?” “Ha ha ha ha, no dear, it’s just called Monkey Bread,” the mother explained. “Why????” “Time to blow out the candles!!!” Needless to say I was ignored. My point is, I don’t know why it is called Monkey Bread–even Wikipedia doesn’t know:
Who likes to bake at 11pm ? I do! I decided I needed a sugar fix, and this is what I came up with: Oaty Muffins. Similar ingredients to the Oaty Bites I made last month, but bigger and better!
Well, this is my first post in too long. I have been busy with things like edema, breathing difficulties, kidney pain and random masses popping up all over, and needless to say I haven’t been feeling all that wonderful.
I hope you enjoy this recipe which I made over a month ago and just never got the chance to post it on my blog here.
I can’t say enough about my favorite pie. Pumpkin Pie has cured many lonely nights and sad times at the hospital. Usually it wouldn’t be home made, but wherever it came from it was delicious. To be honest, I really haven’t tasted anything better than this dessert. Most people only eat this after their big Thanksgiving meal, but given the opportunity, I would have a slice every day.