What does the last of the housewives do?

Strawberry muffins

The muffins are done and some kids are home. Man of the house thought they were delicious. I thought they were nice, but too light. The Horror said the pieces of strawberry were scary and refused to finish it. Difficult to get the Moose’s opinion, as his father is outlining an extremely complicated plan for the last of the soccer trainings, but he is eating it without gagging.


Maybe I should try it with cooked strawberries to avoid startling anyone.


Last of the Housewives

Since we’re becoming an endangered species, and because I’ve been reading a fair bit of Victoriana daily life minutae stuff, I thought it’s time to get down what I do during the day to dispel the vicious rumour that housewives spend their days painting their toenails and playing tennis.  Have you seen my toenails?  I may treat you to a picture in a post in the future.

Suffering from a surfeit of strawberries, I googled a recipe for a strawberry muffin.  The strawberry muffin I usually make is a pound cake recipe with cooked strawberries mixed through it and a touch heavy for the daily kids’ lunchbox.  The top entry on is a terribly worthy looking thing utilising low fat yoghurt (I feel that I should spell it as “yoghourt” in this context) and Splenda corblimey, what is wrong with people these days.  However, I happen to have low fat yoghourt and I’m certainly not stooping to Splenda, white sugar should do nicely, and it’s in the oven right now.  Because I like to believe I’m living in a cooking show, I shall now make some chicken stock.  Muffin picture and kid review to follow.