Lemon yogurt poppy seed muffins
In 1975, my grandma baked a loaf of poppy seed bread. While this may not seem worthy of mention, it was an unusual act in that she never repeated this performance. I don’t recall seeing poppy seed bread on her table ever again.
My grandma’s loaf had a tender crumb and was punctuated with the sharp pop of the tiny seeds. Despite their diminutive size, each bite had a satisfying crunch. It was a new taste for me. However, despite its warm reception from the family, the quickbread did not make it into her . . .
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