Last night the Man of Science said to me, "Some people have cake holes. Some people have pie holes. But you, my dear, have a muffin hole." Luckily, he went on to ask me out for a lovely Valentine's meal tonight, so I wasn't too worried about the muffin-hole comment.

I have this great cookbook called A Taste of Aldophustown, which was published in 1983, but might as well have been published in 1953 for all its retro quirks. For instance, all of the recipes have been contributed by women and each woman is listed by her full name followed by "Mrs." and her husband's first name. So say if I were to marry, oh... hmmm... Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day and for some reason I was to change my last name to his. My recipe for muffins would be credited to "Jo Armstrong (Mrs. Billie Joe)". Weird!

Anyway, I made these great muffins last night from a recipe by Kay Wemp (Mrs. Grant). They worked out wonderfully, so as a Valentine's Day present for you, internet, here is the recipe. That should prove that I love you. Just don't ask me to change my name to Jo Internet.

1 cup of rolled oats
1 cup of buttermilk (or you can sour your milk with a teaspoon of vanilla extract like I did)
1 cup flour
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 cup of oil
1/2 tsp of salt
1 tsp of baking powder
1 egg
1/2 cup of brown sugar

Turn on your oven and set it to 400 degrees. Combine oats and buttermilk and leave it alone for a minute. Sift the flour, baking powder, and soda into another bowl. Then take the oatmeal mixture and add the oil, sugar, and egg to it. Stir wet ingredients into dry, use a modden spoon and don't over-mix it. Then fold in whatever fruit you want to add. As Lindo Loo from "Yeah, That Vegan Shit" would say, if you are Satan, you can add some raisins. Fill your muffin tins and bake for 20 minutes.

Enjoy.

I had a kind of long, annoying day today. The best part was when I called Adam to chat and he told me that the clothing store where his mom works has a master list of what girls from what schools buy what prom dresses so no two girls with the same dresses go to any one prom. Yikes! Did you know such a system exists? I said to Adam that somehow that concept needed to enter popular culture.

Adam: It could be your next band name.
Me: "Hey everyone I'm Jo Stockton and we are Prom Dress Database!"
Adam and Me (in unison): One! Two! Three! Four!

Those kinds of conversations keep me going.

Now I'm going to shower, get pretty, and go be Valentiney with my Man of Science.

J.