Blue Sky Bakery.
Brookyln, NY. Park Slope to be exact. 5th Avenue between St. Marks and Bergen to be really exact. And about one block from my apartment above that noisy Cuban place to be even more really exact.
The coffee was really good – and strong. Iced in the summer and hot in the winter.
But I didn’t go there for the coffee.
Photo Courtesy: The New York Times
I went there for the muffins. The bran muffins filled with an endless variety of fruity concoctions.
There are plenty of things I miss about living in Brooklyn and working in New York City. But for the most part I miss those muffins. I’m not alone in saying that they’re probably some of the very best muffins around.
Seriously, Google it.
“Blue Sky Bakery, Brooklyn NY”
You’ll find yourself plenty of 5 star reviews and people saying things like:
“I don’t like muffins, but I love these muffins.”
“Best muffins ever”
“So delicious I could cry”
“I usually only like a muffin top, but these are good on the top and on bottom”
You see these muffins turn even a strict top, into a bottom too! Make of that what you will
I left Brooklyn about four years ago and for about that long I’ve been searching the entire WORLD WIDE WEB for “Blue Sky Bakery, Brooklyn NY Bran Muffin RECIPE.”
I even called the place. And left a message. Not a text message people… an actual voice message. Begging for the recipe.
But then last week I gave the old Google another try and Voila! There it was! Google Books hooked me up! Or I guess the cookbook “Table of Contents: From Breakfast with Anita Diamant to Dessert with James Patterson” hooked me up. Because they had the recipe, courtesy of Blue Sky Bakery – for none other than my beloved muffin.
I’ve made bran muffins before, and they were no doubt good. But they were not these.
Blue Sky Bakery’s Bran Muffins
I made these last weekend and they were every bit as delicious as if they were eaten fresh from Blue Sky Bakery with a small to-go coffee, right of a the brown paper bag while strolling along 5th avenue.
Although I think they were even better last weekend because they were fresh from my oven, eaten on a small rose-glass plate, paired with coffee from my little stove-top Bialetti and I was eating them with my most wonderful Sweets in our cozy home. And it was Sunday and I love Sundays.
And on a tad less romantic note, these muffins are some serious movers if you know what I mean. My friend Amanda has dubbed them Colon Cleansers Muffins – just a little tit-for-tat.
OK, OK enough mushy stuff. Now to the muffins.