Quotes About Muffin

When it comes to breakfast, baked goods are my weakness (besides coffee): toast, croissants, heck, even a scone on the weekend. There is one bakery item, though, that you will never see in my life, and that's a muffin.

I tell people I'm on a diet. If somebody sees me with a muffin, they'll think I'm off my diet. It's like secret little police that I've made for myself.

I was in my office tilted back in my chair with my feet up drinking a cup of coffee and eating my second corn muffin

So, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.

A million muffin-eating moralists were waiting, not for us, Brother Ass, but for the plucky and tedious Trollope!

Muffin cups in my bakery were real sorcerer's apprentice material, like the dough for the cinnamon rolls every morning could have stood in for The Blob.

She nodded a greeting and took a muffin and a cup of coffee. Then she left again. I took two muffins and an empty cup and a whole box of coffee. I figured I could prop it on the edge of the conference table with the spigot facing toward me. Refills as and when required. Like an alcoholic behind a bar.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a pumpkin spice muffin with walnuts that was as moist as anything. "It can be plain for breakfast or I can top it with cream cheese frosting. I like a muffin that can go from day to evening." I gave it to her. She sniffed it, nodded, and held it up. "How do I know you're not trying to poison me?" I wasn't expecting that question. "Ms. Morningstar, I swear, if I was going to poison you, I wouldn't ruin a perfectly fine muffin to do it.

O do you know the muffin man,The muffin man, the muffin man,O do you know the muffin man,That lives in Drury Lane?

A cupcake is just a muffin with clown puke topping.

You still haven't eaten your muffin. (Sunshine) 'Yeah, right. He still hadn't eaten his boots either, and he'd rather feast on one of them than that thing in her hand.' (Talon)

This, said Mother, as she handed him a piece of dry, tasteless matzoh, is the bread of our affliction. Where, young Kugel wondered, is the seven-layer cake of our salvation? Where is the muffin of our mirth? Where is our no-longer-reduced-to-jelly doughnut?

I'm not in the mood for a lecture," I warn the clump of weeds by my shoes. "I'll try to keep it brief." Peeta takes a seat beside me. "I thought you were Haymitch," I say. "No, he's still working on that muffin.

Two old Bachelors were living in one house; One caught a Muffin, the other caught a Mouse.

Give me liberty or a bran muffin!

My breakfast consists of two cappuccinos and maybe a toasted English muffin, and that's pretty much it for me unless I decide to go a little more upscale, and then I'll have scrambled eggs.

English muffin, a confection so grim that it could not have been sold in England even in wartime.

The difference between a cupcake and a muffin: cupcakes come topped with an obscene amount of frosting. Muffins are cupcakes that you fool yourself into thinking of as a healthy breakfast food because they do not have a mountain of frosting on top.

the United Metropolitan Improved Hot Muffin and Crumpet Baking and Punctual Delivery Company.

United Metropolitan Improved Hot Muffin and Crumpet Baking and Punctual Delivery Company.

I'd go to Starbucks and order a frappuccino and blueberry muffin and that was me for the day. Not only would I beat myself up internally if I consumed anything else, I'd be in a foul mood if we were working somewhere there was no Starbucks. It was an obsession - and a deeply unhealthy one.

A cupcake is just a muffin with clown puke topping. And once you've got through the clown puke there's nothing but a fistful of quotidian sponge nestling in a depressing, soggy 'cup' that feels like a pair of paper knickers a fat man has been sitting in throughout a long, hot coach journey between two disappointing market towns.

To begin... To begin... How to start? I'm hungry. I should get coffee. Coffee would help me think. Maybe I should write something first, then reward myself with coffee. Coffee and a muffin. Okay, so I need to establish the themes. Maybe a banana-nut. That's a good muffin.

We get a fat-slicked chocolate chip muffin, which we heat up in the rotating toaster machine. Standing next to it, the heat radiating off its coils, I imagine myself suffering eternal damnation for sins not yet clear.