The rich nutty aroma of these muffins cooking in the oven is most certainly an incentive to leap roll out of bed on a cold, drizzly morning. Or, you know, get out of bed to actually make them because either everyone else is too lazy or you’re flying solo. In fact the latter is a far better situation to be in, as you will want to scarf savour the all twelve of them in one sitting. The smell conjures up images of netball carnivals, cross country races, lunch box snacks and lazy weekend afternoons – basically my childhood encased in one moist yet fluffy muffin. They were – and still are – Dad’s go-to food to bake when we were expecting guests/visiting. Perhaps my sister and I were just a little strange as kids – I remember being confused at looks of horror on our friends faces when they realised that there was no chocolate, no jam, and heaven forbid no conventional sugar in their ‘supposed’ afternoon treat. My sister and I loved them. The honey, along with the sultanas, adds more than enough sweetness, just proving that you can’t judge before you try! Feel free to substitute the honey with rice sugar or agave syrup, though I do think that it provides a distinctive (yet mellow) flavour. Continue reading →