Apparently, one of Younger’s friends has left our house after his overnight stays raving about my poppy seed muffins to his mother.
Which is gratifying. An ego boost, even.
Apparently, his mom offered my husband a jar of homemade blackberry jam in exchange for the recipe for my wonderfully delicious, incomparable, rave worthy muffins.
My husband accepted the jam, then told her…
And that’s all I have to say about that.