The World’s Best Chocolate Oatmeal Cake

Why do people love free food?

Best Chocolate Cake

It’s so embarassingly true. It doesn’t matter if it’s last year’s leftover Halloween candy rejects or stale crackers from yesterday’s meeting. It’s like a science – people walk into the lunchroom, cafeteria, or whatever else you call an eating place at work and start scanning to see if there are any freebies on the counter. And if you want some, you’d better get moving. They will be gone in twenty seconds. Ten seconds. Five. Gone.

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Chocolate Chip Banana Peanut Butter Muffins

I’ll just put it out there. Best muffins ever.

Whole Wheat Chocolate Chip Banana Peanut Butter Muffins

That’s right. Best muffins ever.

This is like combining everything I’ve ever loved in a muffin and baking it to fluffy, moist, streusely perfection: peanut butter, banana, cinnamon, and chocolate chips.

And whole wheat flour, although that’s not exactly the sort of thing you’ve loved forever. It’s more of the sneak it into your food and feel better about eating thirteen muffins for breakfast kind of thing.

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My Second Post

Second post. The long love that in my thought doth harbour and in my heart doth keep his residence into my face presseth with bold pretence and therein campeth spreading his banner.

She that me learneth to love and suffer and wills that my trust and lust’s negligence be reined by reason, shame, and reverence with his hardiness taketh displeasure. Where with all unto the heart’s forest he fleeeth leaving his enterprise with pain and cry, and there him hideth and not appeareth.

What may I do when my master feareth but in the field with him to live and die? For good is the life, ending faithfully.

My First Post

The long love that in my thought doth harbour and in my heart doth keep his residence into my face presseth with bold pretence and therein campeth spreading his banner.

She that me learneth to love and suffer and wills that my trust and lust’s negligence be reined by reason, shame, and reverence with his hardiness taketh displeasure. Where with all unto the heart’s forest he fleeeth leaving his enterprise with pain and cry, and there him hideth and not appeareth.

What may I do when my master feareth but in the field with him to live and die? For good is the life, ending faithfully.