One afternoon, my mom and I were at a coffee shop. I ordered their tiny chocolate chip cookies (emphasis on tiny) and a soda while my mom got a matcha muffin and tea.
I didn't think it was a legit matcha muffin because it wasn't green. I took a bite. Then another. Oh my glob. The muffin itself was lovely and tender and had a very faint aftertaste of something good (clue: it's the matcha doing its thang). Needless to say, I liked it very, very much.
That very day I announced (mentally) that I shall bake anything matcha as soon as possible!
