Vegan lemon blueberry zucchini muffins with pecan streusel

In a perfect world, Baby June wouldn’t have to slave for hours over her laptop struggling to overcome creative constipation and googling how to write fight scenes because to be honest, she has not been in a fistfight in her life and she’s not really sure how she feels about that since it is now such a crucial thing to know for this goddamn story.

Vegan blueberry muffins with cinnamon pecan streusel

I’m an indecisive person. Thankfully my life isn’t wracked with life-or-death decisions like, say, should we bomb Syria, or if we should go to Dunkin Donuts or Starbucks (the last one is up to my mom and her credit card). But lately, I’ve been thinking about decisions. Things I’m not certain about.

Turns out, I’m not certain about much. A list, for your enjoyment:

Dark chocolate strawberry banana bread muffins

Arguments about whether a plant is a fruit or a vegetable (or legume or whatever) are largely akin to arguments about whether or not something is actually ironic: most of the parties involved come across as pretentious know-it-all assholes, and no one really knows what they’re talking about.

Don't stop, Mr. Oatmeal. source

Vegan pumpkin spice latte muffins with cashew cream cheese filling and espresso glaze

There is only one thing that’s more important in food blogging than good food, and that thing is good pictures. Obviously. A lot of food blogging seems to be centered around fancy cameras and heavily edited pictures, which is partly why I was so hesitant to start my own food blog. I had convinced myself that if I couldn’t take pictures for shit, I would never amount to anything. No one would read my blog, no matter how hard I worked or how much I wrote or how delicious my recipes were. It would be a very sad affair, overall.