Eggs en Cocotte.
That is the technical, French term for this delicious breakfast dish that we boringly call “baked eggs” here in ‘Merica.
And in my opinion, everything sounds better in French…
So if you make these I recommend you call them eggs en cocotte and totally impress your friends. (Pronounced Ko-Kot).
You all know about my obsession with peanut butter…
But you may not know about my obsession with toffee/Heath.
I realize this may be the first time I have used Toffee in a recipe on my blog…
Blasphemy.
When it came to playing house on the playground as a kid, you usually decided who you were going to play with by asking a simple question: “Do you want to be the Daddy or the baby?”Assuming that the person asking has dibs on being Mommy.
Well, no one wanted to be the Daddy so there was usually a fight for the role of baby…which meant TIE BREAKER…and whichever answer “mommy” liked most, won.
Resulting in the obvious question.
“What is your favorite candy??”
I was the unfortunate, skrawny kid who always said “Skor” bars were my favorite.
My answer was most commonly followed by a dirty look and a fist pump from the girl next to me who just said “Skittles”. Placing me in the obvious role of Daddy…
It was fine though. Don’t feel bad for me. I just used my seniority to yell at my wife and spank the baby…
Everything I needed to know about life I learned on the playground…or something along those lines.
The title of these muffins is a bit of a mouthful…
I tried to omit certain parts but decided they are all necessary.
The blueberries, oatmeal and applesauce all play a very large role in making these muffins what they are, and therefore have to be included in the title.
We can just call them Boam’s for short.
Kinda like how I call Mikey’s In My Kitchen, Mimk.
It’s just so much easier that way.
It’s crazy how much my taste buds have changed over time.
I used to cry if something had coconut in it.
Anything that involved bananas, coconuts, nuts, mustard, blue cheese or onions always resulted in complete chaos.
Crying, screaming, tantrums…
Time-outs, spankings and starvation
Most of the time, those things went hand in hand.
Thankfully I like all of those things now.
(Weeeellllll most mustardy-things…I still think yellow mustard is the worst thing ever).
I heard once that your taste buds change every 7 years.
Not sure if that’s true…but I’m fine with it if it means I get to discover new foods, like coconut, that I can obsess over.
Lasagna is a major comfort food for me.
Of all the millions of different lasagnas out there, this one is by far my favorite.
Mikey's In My Kitchen 