Baking Day Revival: Slowing Down with Muffins, Memories & Messes

When was the last time you had a good, old-fashioned baking day? Not just whipping up a quick banana bread while the laundry tumbles and the kids are hollering, but a real baking day. The kind where the windows fog up from the oven’s heat, the counters are covered in flour, and the radio hums a tune older than your favorite apron. Maybe it’s time to get back to a Baking Day Revival. It’s easy – just start with slowing down and whipping up some muffins, memories & messes!

Paradise Muffins

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Episode 168 - Baking Day Revival: Slowing Down with Muffins, Memories & Messes

Welcome back to the porch. This month we’re talking about Baking Bliss – and looking back at the slow pace and pure enjoyment of being in the kitchen. Getting a little flour on the ceiling and enjoying every bit that comes out of the oven. 

Let’s be honest—when was the last time you had a good, old-fashioned baking day? Not just whipping up a quick banana bread while the laundry tumbles and the kids are hollering, but a real baking day. The kind where the windows fog up from the oven’s heat, the counters are covered in flour, and the radio hums a tune older than your favorite apron.

There’s something almost holy about it. Something that invites us to slow down, roll up our sleeves, and reconnect—with food, with memories, and with the sweet sacredness of mess-making.

Today, real baking seems to be a lost art. Back in the day, baking wasn’t a hobby. It was a rhythm. A routine. You knew Mondays were for laundry, Saturdays were for town, and somewhere midweek, there was baking day. Muffins, bread, cookies – that is, if the sugar tin had enough left. It was practical, sure - but it was also an act of care. For others, and for Grandma.

Grandma didn’t call it self-care, but that’s exactly what it was. It soothed the soul to mix and stir and create something from scratch. It offered a chance to pause the busyness and simply be in the kitchen, measuring out love by the spoonful.

Muffins, if you think about it, can be looked at as Small Packages, Big Comfort. There’s a lot to love about muffins. They’re simple, humble, and perfectly portioned pieces of comfort. They don’t need icing. They don’t require fancy pans. And they forgive you when you get distracted and leave them in a minute too long.

You can make them sweet or savory, hearty or delicate. Blueberry muffins that burst like sunshine in your mouth. Corn muffins to cradle a pat of butter and a drizzle of honey. Bran muffins that make you feel like you’re doing something good for yourself, even if you chase them with a slice of pie later.

Muffins are the back porch of baked goods—welcoming, unpretentious, and always ready for company.

I love baking with the Country Boy. We both measure, stir, prep the pans, and watch things as they bake. It’s our time of talking, dreaming, and just being together. Inevitably, he snitches some of the dough. And sometimes, when we don’t pay close enough attention to what we’re doing, we end up with flour all over the place. It can get messy and chaotic, but it’s also an absolutely perfect time together.

That’s the thing about baking days—they’re not about perfection. They’re about participation. They’re about creating something beautiful in the middle of life’s everyday chaos.

And whether we can see it or not, there are blessings in the mess. Some days, I think God smiles the most when we’re covered in flour, giggling over sunken muffins or lopsided ones that taste better than they look. There’s grace in those messy moments.

We live in a world that tells us to be efficient. To clean as we go. To batch and hustle and multitask. But baking day says, Slow down.

Let the dishes pile up a little. Let the butter melt slowly. Let yourself breathe.

If we’re always cleaning up the mess before it begins, we miss the magic. We miss the warm hands stirring beside us, the stories shared over spoonfuls, the memories folded into batter and baked at 375°.

And baking doesn’t have to be a major undertaking. It’s something to savor, enjoy, and embrace. Let me share a few simple Muffin Truths I’ve learned over the decades I’ve spent in the kitchen (and yes, I do mean decades. I started baking in the kitchen when I was five years old!) 

Truth # 1: Use what you have. Fancy ingredients are nice, but love tastes good in any flavor. Find a basic muffin recipe and add ingredients to your heart’s desire. Fruit, nuts, cheese, and even ham, sausage, and herbs. You’re only limited by your taste preferences and imagination. I took a basic muffin recipe and added chopped up ham, chives, and some grated cheese. They were perfect with the homemade soup I made for dinner. 

Truth #2: Don’t be afraid of substitutions. A little applesauce can stand in for oil, yogurt for milk, and sometimes laughter for mistakes. 

Truth #3: Double the batch. Because someone’s always going to ask for seconds—or come by unannounced. And by doubling your recipe, you can freeze a few and have them handy for those really busy days, or when a friend stops by unexpectedly for a visit. Just warm them up and settle in for a good conversation.

Truth #4: Write on the recipe. Date it. Scribble a memory. Let it become a journal in smudged ink and vanilla stains. At some point, this recipe will be handed down to the new generations of bakers. And they would love to have you join them in the kitchen, even if it’s only through memories and your thumbprint left in the stains on the card. 

By now, your mouth is surely watering for some homemade muffins. Then maybe it’s time to slow down and step into the kitchen for some baking time. More than likely, you have a recipe for a blueberry variety somewhere in your recipe box. But if you want something different to serve at dinner tonight, I can help with that. One of my favorite muffins to bake isn’t sweet like blueberries. Instead, it’s a savory type that is perfect for homemade soups or served with almost any dinner you prepare. 

We call them Paradise Muffins, and they are hearty, delicious, and easy to make. It’s a slightly different version than the one I mentioned earlier, but still delicious. They aren’t flashy, but they are faithful—just like every good baking day should be. And just like all the other episodes this month, you can find the recipe for them in the show notes.

If this and the other podcasts in the Baking Bliss series has you longing for time in the kitchen, then maybe it’s time to revive baking day at your house. Revival doesn’t always come in the form of time-consuming fancy recipes or a grand gesture. Sometimes it looks like turning off your phone and turning on the oven. It sounds like flour sifting and children giggling. It feels like sticky fingers, warm muffins, and a table surrounded by people you love.

So, choose a day. Mark it on your calendar. Call it Baking Day Revival, if you want. Invite someone over. Or don’t—make it your time to reconnect with yourself, your memories, your roots.

And remember - it’s not about impressing anyone. It’s about nourishing your life—one muffin at a time.

Now go on. The flour’s waiting, the muffins are calling, and there’s a back porch somewhere just begging to be the setting for your next sweet memory.

Thanks for joining me on the back porch today. Next week, we’re diving into the Gospel of Yeast Rolls. Can’t you already smell them baking? But until then, remember to keep it simple and savor the aroma in your kitchen.

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Thanks again for stopping in. I will see you next week on Living a Simple Life with a Back Porch View. And while you are waiting for the next episode, grab that glass of refreshment, pull up a rocker, and sit back for a while. It’s time to relax and enjoy.