Now that you’re caught up, I’d like to introduce you to the muffin man. The REAL muffin man. Souplantation is my favorite restaurant and that’s where he resides. He’s a blueberry muffin man and he’s got a new song, which goes like this (come on, sing with me!):
“Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man?”
“Do you know the muffin man, who lives at Souplantation?”
Here he is! Isn’t he gorgeous? I love the hat, the big eyes, the cute button nose and the slight smile!
He tasted really good by the way, although he left a bitter aftertaste in my mouth as I wondered how much I could have sold him on eBay… How do you like meeting the real muffin man?
But wait, we’re not done! Here’s a bonus food art masterpiece. I managed to create this one on a weekday morning, as I was buttering some toast for my kid. As soon as I plopped the butter on the toast, I knew something wasn’t right. I had a not so happy face staring at me. Some people get the face of Jesus on their toast, I get Mr. Grouchy. So I took its picture and decided to post it on the internet to teach it a lesson. On top of that, my son ate it.
Do you collect food art? Can you beat my muffin man?