I was getting ready to do the normal Saturday breakfast when I looked at all those farm fresh strawberries sitting on the counter and decided it was about time I did something with them. But what? Syrup -no, jam -have enough of that when my son yelled (yes, from another room) "can we have cinnamon rolls"? Light popped on ~ muffins! An hour later my boys were munching on warm fresh strawberry muffins. I had to make a second batch! Oh, the cinnamon rolls, well they became a distant memory.