Early November. The rain is relentless now, the Portland kind — not storms but persistence, the sky simply deciding to be water and maintaining the decision indefinitely. I walk to the farmers market in rain boots and come home with butternut squash and apples and the last of the fall greens, and the weight of the bag in my hands feels like an anchor in the best sense: something holding me to the ground when the rest of my life feels like weather.
I made apple and miso butter — a fall preservation project that is entirely mine, no recipe card, no Fumiko precedent. Cooked apples pureed with a tablespoon of white miso, the umami deepening the fruit's sweetness into something more complex, more adult, more interesting. I jarred it and lined the jars on the counter and they glowed amber in the gray kitchen light and I felt the particular satisfaction of making something that will outlast the season. The apple butter will be here in December, in January. I will eat it on toast and taste November.
Brian and I are discussing Thanksgiving. "Discussing" is generous — we are exchanging logistics, the way coworkers plan a conference room booking. Who is coming. What time. Whether to do his parents or mine. The discussion is efficient and soulless and I hate it, and I also recognize that I am contributing to the efficiency and the soullessness because the alternative is a conversation about why Thanksgiving together feels like a performance, and that conversation leads to the conversation, and the conversation leads to the end, and I am not ready for the end. Not yet. But soon. The word "soon" has entered my vocabulary like a new ingredient — not yet used, but on the shelf, visible every time I open the cabinet.
Miya learned to write her name this week. Not well — the M is enormous, the I is a stick, the Y is an X with ambition, and the A is a triangle — but the letters are there, in the right order, representing her. She showed me with the pride of a person who has just discovered that she can leave a mark on the world, that the world will hold the mark, that the mark means: I am here. I taped it to the refrigerator next to Fumiko's framed recipe cards and thought about handwriting, about how every woman in my family has left her handwriting somewhere — Fumiko on recipe cards, Jen on blog posts, and now Miya, age three, on a piece of construction paper that says MIYA in letters that lean like they're running.
After I lined up the jars of apple miso butter on the counter, I still had apples left over—the farmers market bag had been generous—and I didn’t want to waste a single one. Miya was napping, the kitchen was gray and quiet, and I wanted to keep my hands moving, keep making something that would hold the season a little longer. These apple muffins were the answer: straightforward, unfussy, the kind of thing you bake not because it’s ambitious but because it’s true. I thought about taping one to the refrigerator next to Miya’s name, evidence that November happened here, that we were warm inside it.
Apple Muffins
Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 20 min | Total Time: 35 min | Servings: 12
Ingredients
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 3/4 cup granulated sugar
- 2 teaspoons baking powder
- 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 2 large eggs
- 3/4 cup whole milk
- 1/3 cup unsalted butter, melted and cooled
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 1/2 cups peeled, cored, and finely diced apples (about 2 medium apples)
- 2 tablespoons coarse sugar or turbinado, for topping (optional)
Instructions
- Preheat oven. Heat oven to 400°F. Grease a standard 12-cup muffin tin or line with paper liners.
- Mix dry ingredients. In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, granulated sugar, baking powder, cinnamon, nutmeg, and salt until combined.
- Mix wet ingredients. In a separate bowl, whisk together the eggs, milk, melted butter, and vanilla extract until smooth.
- Combine. Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and stir gently with a spatula until just combined—a few streaks of flour are fine. Do not overmix.
- Fold in apples. Gently fold in the diced apples until evenly distributed throughout the batter.
- Fill and top. Divide batter evenly among the prepared muffin cups, filling each about 3/4 full. Sprinkle tops with coarse sugar if using.
- Bake. Bake for 18—22 minutes, until the tops are golden and a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.
- Cool. Let muffins rest in the pan for 5 minutes, then transfer to a wire rack. Serve warm or at room temperature.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 210 | Protein: 4g | Fat: 7g | Carbs: 33g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 140mg