Cass, I'm not sure what question you're asking by "why jumbo pans"? I want bigger muffins? I know that changes the baking time, but there is also the factor of the batter "climbing" the walls, and if the surface area changes, there's less climbing per volume.
I assume baking is a sort of magic and so if you are messing with a recipe, you want to mess with the fewest variables.
I get wanting bigger muffins but if you are still figuring out the recipe, perhaps deal with one variable at a time? Get the perfect muffin and then get it to the right size. Because it seems like it will affect more than just baking time.
I don't know a lot about baking but changing the size of the tin seems like it changes a lot of variables.
You are doing this in what seems to be an actually scientific method, deal with the fewest variables as a time.
It sits in the bowl not in the tins? Huh. I would be tempted to let it sit longer, just to see if that helped or hindered. Also, the extra fluff from whipping the egg whites can come back when I don't expect it to, I've accidentally let things sit that didn't have any other leavening that still rose up nice, although I do not know whether that's something you can count on.
Now I just randomly leak and cry as if it were as natural as breathing. I know it's really not that normal to me, but I am getting used to crying.
Yeah, that transition feels pretty strange. I think, and this is not based on anything but my own feelings, that that's a healthy and almost pleasant state. Pleasant is probably going to far, but making friends with crying is, I don't know, it's something positive.
My second child was born nine days before my first's first birthday. Despite having used two concurrent forms of birth control. IJS.
Totally is. And Pix knows how fun he can be too.
This! He runs a lovely, relaxing and joyous class.
I was born 5 days after my sister's first birthday. Story was my mom's doctor told her that a woman as old as she was (She was probably 35 or 36) was unlikely to have more kids, esp as she had a couple miscarriages. Mom figured she didn't have to worry, and then... ooops!
I know a couple of people who've been caught out on that one. Shark week hasn't resumed, libido finally comes back on-line, you sieze the moment and then... nine months later... wha wha wha.
I was going through photos I took from our Daffodil Day festival, and the one thing that stood out for me is how dead-eyed the parents/guardians in the pictures are. If I hadn't already had no desire to have kids, this would be the final straw. Pics where their kids are
right there
and I'm thinking it's all delightful and sh** and they're just slack-faced and grim.
Get the perfect muffin and then get it to the right size. Because it seems like it will affect more than just baking time.
It rises fine in normal tins. I already know that. I can't half make it in jumbo pans--that's one variable, and it's the variable I'm looking to compensate for.
It occurs to me that if I make the tins less slippery, that might help too.
Can't hurt?
No, but it could put the recipe over the limt for "first thing Sunday morning" since that's an additional electrical device It needs a food processor already, which is irritating. I will test next week.
If I hadn't already had no desire to have kids, this would be the final straw
You frame it like parents just are dead-eyed, and it's because of their kids. But they're also bubbling with pride or tenderness or whatever other emotions humans have--I'm not up to date on the most recent releases.
My Mom found out she was pregnant when she went to get birth control a few months after I was born. She'd been breast feeding and didn't think she could get pregnant.
Surprise! She was and my brother and I are 14 months a part.
