Home Again, Home Again… for Donut Muffins

Mini cinnamon‑sugar donut muffins nestled in a parchment‑lined bowl, their tops glistening with sugar, with soft greenery and a white flower behind them.

From Road Trips to Donut Muffins

After weeks of writing about Boston, Cape Cod, whales, candy shops, and national parks, I’ve been thinking about that feeling you get when the traveling finally pauses. The suitcase goes back into its corner, the cats settle in around you, and home wraps itself around your shoulders like a familiar sweater. Exploring is wonderful — but coming home is its own kind of sigh.

So today, instead of another adventure, let’s step back into the kitchen and savor something warm and nostalgic: old-fashioned homemade donuts… or at least their modern cousin. I made mini donut muffins the other day, and they tasted exactly like cinnamon sugar donut holes — no frying oil required. Sometimes the sweetest part of traveling is the moment you return.

Those homemade donuts have been calling me ever since I had a crispy Old Fashioned from the Colonial Donut Kiosk in the lobby of Morton Hospital. That really took me back. It’s one of my favorite memories: watching my mom drop raw donuts — and the leftover holes — into hot oil. I wasn’t allowed anywhere near the pot (hot oil and kids don’t mix), but we were always ready to start sampling as soon as they were draining on paper towels.

I was almost at the point of trying to make some myself. I just needed to figure out what to do with the used oil.

While I pondered that dilemma, I ran across a recipe for mini donut muffins. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting much, but the recipe was simple and I hoped it would satisfy my craving. They turned out surprisingly good — good enough that I want to share them with you. So pull up a chair and pour yourself a cuppa. Imagine a plate of warm, tender mini muffins sitting right in front of you.

Donut Mini Muffins

Servings: 24 mini muffins

Ingredients

Muffins:

• ½ cup granulated sugar

• ¼ cup margarine, melted

• ¾ teaspoon ground nutmeg

• ½ cup milk

• 1 cup all-purpose flour

• 1 teaspoon baking powder

For Finishing:

• ¼ cup margarine, melted

• ½ cup granulated sugar

• 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon

Directions

  1. Preheat oven to 375°. Grease a 24-cup mini muffin tin.
  2. Make the muffins: Mix sugar, margarine, and nutmeg together in a large bowl. Stir in milk, then mix in flour and baking powder until just combined. Spoon into prepared muffin cups, filling each ½ full.
  3. Bake until the tops are light golden brown, 15–20 minutes. Remove from oven and transfer to a wire rack.
  4. Immediately place melted margarine in one bowl and mix sugar and cinnamon together in another.
  5. Dip the top of each warm muffin in melted margarine, then dip in the sugar mixture to coat. Let cool for 10 minutes before serving.

 

Notes • I used stick butter in place of margarine.

• I tried rolling the whole muffin in the butter and coating, like donut holes. It isn’t necessary — just dipping the tops gives a better balance.

• You won’t get a crispy exterior like deep-fried donuts, but the nutmeg and cinnamon will certainly give you a donut vibe.

Let me know how yours turn out.

 

Woke Up on the Blue Side of the Bed

“Me performing onstage with my red electric guitar, singing into the microphone. I’m wearing a black outfit with white lace sleeves and a pearl necklace, completely lost in the music. I loved that guitar — still can’t believe I ever let it go.”

I’m Not Singing the Blues Today

Hi Folks,

I woke up on the blue side of the bed this morning. For one thing, Banner and Balboa actually let me sleep — that alone should be cause for celebration. Maybe I got too much sleep. I can’t tell because my Fitbit isn’t syncing, but I do know I woke up at 6:45 instead of my usual 5:30. I was looking forward to a pat on the head instead of the usual “You had a restless night…” message. No such luck.

To cheer myself up, I took a little trip back in time through my blog stats. On July 13 last year, I had 1 view and 1 visitor for the entire day. Yesterday? 366 views and 353 visitors. WOW. And they came from all over the world — the U.S., Hong Kong, Belgium, Singapore, China, Spain… even Nepal. I guess I should be dancing in the streets.

It occurred to me that happiness is a choice. So I’m making that choice today and shaking off this blue mood. Nothing annoys me more than people who complain on a loop, like a broken record. I refuse to be one of those.

Neil Diamond sings in Song Sung Blue that you can sing it with a cry in your voice, and before you know it, you get to feeling good — you simply got no choice. That’s what I’m going to do.

So back to writing. Banner and Balboa will interrupt me and demand treats. My routine will go on, and before you know it, I’ll be feeling good. I’ve simply got no choice.

Have a great day, everyone.

 

National Geographic’s 7 Natural Wonders of America

 

Wide view of the Grand Canyon showing layered red, orange, and tan rock formations under a clear blue sky. A green tree frames the right side, and sunlight highlights the canyon’s depth and geological details.”

Photo Credit Deb Neumann

What Wonders Await When You Dare to Explore

National Geographic has named seven Natural Wonders of America. It made me pause for a moment and ask myself: Have I explored any of them? As it turns out, I’ve been fortunate enough to experience many of these extraordinary places firsthand.

On the South Rim, Grand Canyon 2008

1. The Grand Canyon — “The Big Ditch”

This destination of a lifetime cannot be fully described. It can be photographed, painted, and praised by poets, but nothing prepares you for the awe of seeing it in person — whether for the first time or the fifth. Eighteen miles wide and over a mile deep, its scale is almost more than the mind can grasp.

I’ve seen it. I’ve stood at the edge and felt that dizzying thrill of peering into the vastness. It takes your breath away every single time.

2. Coastal Redwoods

I have not yet explored the giant sequoias and redwood forests that stretch along the misty northern California coast. I’ve seen enormous trees in other places — including the sprawling banyan trees of Hawaiʻi — but a trip to California’s Redwood forests still waits on my list.

3. Niagara Falls

Truly one of the Wonders of America, Niagara Falls straddles the border between Canada and the USA — a cathedral carved by water and time. The Maid of the Mist heroically plunges into the wild waters at the base of the falls, where the world becomes wind and spray. Down there, the air itself is alive, whipped into motion by the thunderous plunge of millions of gallons of water. Gusts rise and swirl like invisible wings, tugging at your clothes and reminding you that nature still knows how to roar.

If this sounds like I’ve been there, it’s because I have. I’ve seen and felt the power of the falls up close and personal. It is truly a Natural Wonder and one not to be missed.

4. Appalachian Mountains

The Appalachian Mountains stretch roughly 2,000 miles from Alabama to Canada. I grew up in the Adirondack Park, on the shores of Lake George, never realizing that the mountains around me were part of a story far older and wider than my childhood. The Appalachians form a quiet backbone across the eastern states — through the soft Berkshires, the misty Catskills, the deep greens of the Smokies, and the sharp granite of the White Mountains.

The Appalachian Trail threads through many of these ranges, a long wandering line that eventually reaches Maine. When you grow up surrounded by mountains, you don’t always see them as wonders. They’re just there — the shape of your horizon, the backdrop of your summers, the steady presence behind every memory. Only later do you understand that you were living inside an ancient world without ever needing to look for it.

People travel from all over to experience these unspoiled mountain parks. But I grew up in them.

 

5. The Everglades

The Everglades is a slow — very slow — moving river in subtropical Florida. It’s a mix of fresh and salt water and home to an astonishing diversity of wildlife: wading birds with enormous wingspans, prehistoric reptiles like alligators and crocodiles, and rare creatures such as sea turtles, the Miami-blue butterfly, and the elusive Florida panther.

What most people don’t realize is that the Everglades is not just a national park — this ecosystem covers one-third of the entire state. It encompasses nine distinct habitats, from mangroves to sawgrass prairies.

Today, the Everglades faces threats from invasive species like Burmese pythons, which thrive in the warm climate and have no natural predators. Still, I’ve been there. I love it — even in the heat and humidity — and I would go back in a heartbeat. It’s wild and beautiful.

Old Faithful Erupts6. Yellowstone National Park

Another of my favorite places. When you realize you are walking, hiking, and driving inside the caldera of an enormous volcano, it can boggle the mind. Hot springs, bubbling mud pots, steaming geysers — everywhere you turn, you’re surrounded by nature’s raw power.

And then there’s the wildlife: deer, elk, bison, pronghorn, wolves, bears, coyotes, and foxes. If you love wild creatures, you are in the right place.

 

I’ve been to Yellowstone, and even after a week of exploring, I only scratched the surface of its wonders.

7. Hawaiʻi Volcanoes

I love all the places on National Geographic’s list, but Hawaiʻi’s volcanoes hold a special place in my heart. From Haleakalā — the House of the Sun — to Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park with the very active Kīlauea, these landscapes take my breath away.

Haleakalā is a beautiful moonscape of ochre and red cinder cones. Often a shifting layer of clouds lies between you and the valley floor.

Kīlauea erupted almost continuously for 35 years, reshaping the island with lava flows and glowing lakes of molten rock. I’ve missed most of her dramatic displays — she’s been quiet during my visits — but I’ve walked through a lava tube and seen the red glow from the crater. Maybe someday Pele will show herself when I’m there.

A Grateful Journey

And that’s the list, according to National Geographic. Writing about these places has been a wonderful trip down memory lane. I have so much to be thankful for — to have visited so many of America’s most wondrous landscapes.

Egret, Florida

 

2024 Rewind Banner’s Big Adventure

2024 Rewind Banner’s Big Adventure. Since Balboa starred in this morning’s post, it felt right to give Banner his moment too Please enjoy this flashback from July 13, 2024

Banner’s Big Adventure

Everyone has Big Adventures. Remember Pee Wee Herman’s Big Adventure? And there’s Thomas the Tank Engine. There’s a whole series of books about those adventures.  We mustn’t forget Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure . So why shouldn’t Banner have an adventure too?

Escape Artist

Everyone knows Banner is the World’s Greatest Escape Artist. Houdini had nothing on him. If the door is opened even a crack he’s out! Through your legs, through the door, Tail in the air he heads for Freedom.  Then he makes friends with anyone standing in the hall. All my neighbors know him. He even met Bella, one of the neighborhood dogs. A big dog.  That cured his escapes for about a month. 

Locked Outside

Anyway back to this BIG ADVENTURE. 

I was working. I have a part time job  as a Door Dasher. I try to put in a couple of hours every weekday. I save weekends for when the week has been slow and I need to make a little more. If I’ve met my self imposed quota for the week I get the weekend off. Anyway, I was “Dashing” and not at home when my longtime housekeeper came to save me from being overwhelmed by cat hair. Mainly Banner’s. With this over the top heat he’s been shedding like crazy even though I brush him everyday. She’s been helping me out for 4 years since I freely admit I’m not the best housekeeper in the world. 

So she was in my apartment on her own. She’s heard me say every time she comes by “Don’t let the Cat out.” ” Watch out for Banner He likes to escape.” But clearly she never “heard” me. Somehow She let Banner out. Not sure if he got out when she came in or when she left. All I know is that when I got home Balboa was there but no Banner.  I’d just finished searching the apartment when I heard a faint MEOW.

Welcome Back, Banner

I stood very still and listened. The meows were coming from the front door. So I opened it and there the little miscreate was. As soon as the door opened he shot inside. I don’t know where he was hiding because he wasn’t  in the hall when I came home. My upstairs neighbor was just coming in the outside door and said he was wondering if that was my cat.  I’ll have to ask him if he let Banner in from the great outdoors or if Banner was just in the hall when he came in. In any case I hope Banner has learned his lesson, at least for the next month or two.  

 

 

We hope you enjoyed this Blast From the Past

Those Silly Kitty Cats Are at It Again

 

And a Four‑Year Mystery Is Finally Solved

Banner and Balboa, those silly kitties,  have a talent — not just for finding things, but for finding the exact things I don’t want them to find. Rubber bands, paper clips, bottle caps, the occasional bug… and yes, even my car keys. (If you missed Banner’s infamous key‑hiding caper, you can read the full story here: Tale of the Lost Keys — October 3, 2021.)

Their preferred playground is the middle of my tiny kitchen floor. Runner‑up: the bathtub. At least in the bathroom they’re out from underfoot.

Anyway, there has been a mystery in my house for more than four years. It only ever annoyed me when I wanted to use my food processor — and only when I wanted to grate carrots — so you can see why it wasn’t exactly top of mind.

The Food Processor Era Begins

I bought that food processor in a moment of weakness. A literal one. I had just shredded a five‑pound bag of carrots by hand for a carrot cake, and my arm was about to fall off. My thought was “There has to be an easier way.” I watch the Food Network. I watch the cooking shows. You drop ingredients in, press a button, and voilà — shreds, purées, grinds, blends. It was time to modernize.

I brought it home, plugged it in, dropped in a carrot or two, and it worked beautifully. Perfect shreds. Coleslaw here I come. I gave it a place of honor on the counter.

The Carrot Catastrophe

Now, I’m not always the most mechanical of people, and the next time I tried to shred carrots… mush. Tiny bits. Sand. What was going on?

I ran to my computer and watched YouTube videos. Looked simple. Tried again. Same result. Back to the old‑fashioned hand grater I went, but the food processor was still great for bread crumbs, crushing crackers, and grinding honey grahams for pie crusts.

Over the years I kept reviewing how‑to videos and giving carrots another try. No success.

Then one day, I had an epiphany. I Googled the parts of a food processor.

And there it was. The answer to my question. The missing part. The center shaft.

 

I only had the shaft with the blade. So when I put carrots in, they got shredded by the disc and then immediately chopped to bits by the blade underneath. I couldn’t remove the blade without having the center shaft to put in its place.

Head‑slap. Duh.

 

Enter: The Culprit

Okay all you culinary experts, stop laughing. I can explain.

Not long after I got Balboa, I found the little culprit in the kitchen playing with a plastic thing. I had no idea what it was — I thought it was something he found under the sink. He used to go in and out of there all the time, and I figured it was leftover from when the workers replaced the countertops.

Now that I realize what I’m missing, I recognize the thing as the shaft from the food processor.

Needless to say, it’s long gone. It was tossed even before the Great Kitchen Declutter.

Balboa posing in the middle of the kitchen with the food‑processor shaft he ‘liberated,’ looking very satisfied with himself.

The Wallet‑Smacking Finale

The worst part? That tiny plastic thingy costs almost as much as a new food processor to replace. Can you believe that.

One small moment of stupidity… one big bang on the wallet. But at least I finally know why I couldn’t shred carrots with my food processor.

When that part gets here, I may have to make a carrot cake to celebrate.