Are these not out of control? I can't get over it. They're stunning. Flawless, really. I'm no baker, of this I am sure. But my Mom? These drop-dead-gorgeously crusted creations are all her doing.
I just wolfed one down in about 60 seconds flat. My fingertips might be stained a lovely shade of purple-y blue (let's call it periwinkle), but that's a price I'm willing to pay, tenfold. These muffins are without a doubt, out of control.