Curious.Lucious

This morning, I had a very important interview. I say important because I really really want this job. It’s at the prestigious auction house Sotherby’s, and I just really want it. Isn’t it always the case that when you go for interviews you don’t care much about, you exude a sense of confidence and calm, but it’s ever like that when you genuinely do want it.

So I dressed smartly, arrived early, even got to see their brilliant restrooms (I would’ve taken a picture but there was a lady powdering her nose), I met my interviewers and answered their questions – well most of them. I made sure to keep eye contact, constant smiles and nods, but a few questions just caused me to brain fart. For some reason, I couldn’t think of ANYTHING I’d done that was ‘difficult’ and deserved merit, or any reason why I’d be happy to ‘go back into admin’ – what are you talking about, I never left!

After the interview I was slightly confident, as I walked down Regent Street, texting Alex, I decided maybe I didn’t do that well despite asking many questions. As I turned on to Piccadilly Circus, I became convinced that they absolutely despised me. As I type this, thinking about the whole ordeal is making my fingers tremble. OH GOD, STOP THINKING ABOUT IT.

And so I did. I decided to bake some muffins.

I was going to make dumplings, but China Town seemed so quiet and eery at 10am, I just didn’t know where to start looking for my ingredients. So I came home, put on the apron I got from Jan and Liz for Christmas and off I went.

Being in London means I don’t have all the pre-bought baking utensils that my mum has amassed over the years, so I’m down to basics. Baking is quite muscle-demanding without an electric beater, it took me a good 10min with a fork, whisk and wooden spoon to properly beat the butter to smoothness. Also, it’s times like this, I think an iPad would actually be a handy tool and not a novelty item/iphone for The Incredible Hulk™.

I was really worried about these muffins turning to rocks. One year, I brought over tough and bitter apple muffins to Liz’s family Christmas lunch. They were horrid, I didn’t even taste one before I decided to spread the evil. Their whole family were so sweet to say they were tasty. LIES! LIES!! But since then, I think, I’ve improved in baking, and I’ve also learnt to FOLD the flour through the butter and that it’s ok to have LUMPS.

So in went the lumpy batter, into glasses that used to be IKEA candles, and a glass dish I collected from buying Gü Chocolate Souffle (was OK not worth the original price, but I got it on sale, of course, the glass that came with is worth it!).

The result wasn’t really what I expected. I thought it would rise a lot more. I have to admit I accidentally put them in the oven before I sprinkled the cinnamon and sugar mix on top, but they were only in the oven for a minute, it shouldn’t have affected the rising right?

I let it rest before I split open the little one

And then I enjoyed it with a glass of minty fizzy Ribena <3
I miscalculated how big those candle glasses were. I probably could have got away with doing a full batch of batter and made giant muffins with enormous muffin tops. Maybe next time, giant muffins and a giant iPhone… I mean iPad.

The Recipe is here : I halved the recipe, and replaced milk with soy milk