When I visited Utah a year or so ago, my cousin insisted on picking up these muffins. “Muffins”? I said. “What do we need to buy muffins for? We can just make some”. “Trust me”, she said. “You’ll like these”. I went along with it, I’m not going to argue over a dang muffin and besides, this Planet Rainbow place looked interesting.
Those muffins truly were pretty darn good. We ate them all, slathered with the provided honey butter and speculated on what were the secret ingredients. Whole wheat flour? Bran? We didn’t know. Shannon said she thought she had a friend with a secret recipe and would check it out. I looked around myself and lo and behold, good old Rainbow Gardens put the real recipe up on the internets.
And the “secret ingredients”? It’s BRAN CEREAL. A butt load of bran cereal. Those Mormons are some regular mother sonuvaguns.
Here’s another interesting “secret ingredient”. Adding the baking soda to boiling water. I don’t really know why you do that. But it does make it bubble up a lot.
Here’s where you have your cute child/niece/nephew/sister/etc help you mix up the shortening, eggs, and all the other stuff. Break the news gently that you’re not actually going to be eating the muffins until the next day.
Add in enough bran cereal to keep a family of four regular for a month. Stir. Pop the batter in the fridge overnight.
Speaking of that batter…..there’s a lot of it. A LOT.
But hey! Since it needs to be in the fridge overnight, you’ve got plenty of time to think about who you want to give muffins away to…or who you might want to invite over for breakfast…….
Ok, so you had your day of fun, had a good night’s sleep (or not), and now it’s morning. Time for breakfast. Grab your batter. Grease the muffin pan. Fill ‘em up.
While the muffins are baking, you might want to mix up some of that honey butter that Rainbow Gardens serves with them. I just mixed softened butter with honey to taste.
These muffins come out crispy on the outside and fluffy and sweet inside. Break one open and schmutz some of that sweet honey butter on there and you will be in breakfast heaven.
Even with all of those sister wives, Joseph Smith never had it this good.