I should probably be a little embarrassed. There was Bisquick on the premises. *faceofshame* And I bought the Bisquick especially for this recipe; thank goodness it comes in small boxes.
Recipe? Did she say recipe?
Well, yes, but I just scribbled the recipe on a piece of paper from an Internet page, so does that still count? See, it was baking. Science. You gotta follow the rules. And it sounded like a lot of fun.
Inside those little muffins is a center of meat, vegetables and gravy. We had some chicken, and added peas and onions and mushrooms to it (chopped chicken, hm?). Cooked this in grease until just right, and set aside in a bowl. Stirred up a bit of gravy from the pan drippings, augmented by an absurdly wonderful, bizarre, and probably illegal Shepherd's Pie flavoring mix from a foil packet. C'mon, I was already breaking the law with the Bisquick. The road to perdition is tasty.
It's so easy. You mix two beaten eggs with half a cup of milk and half a cup of Bisquick. Stir, blend, lumps are OK.
Put a tablespoon of the batter into the bottom of six muffin pan holes, ungreased. Toss in some of the filling (not much, a tablespoon or so). Top each with another tablespoon of batter. And don't worry; this weird mess knows how to squish around in there, forming solid walls of "muffin" surrounding the filling. When you pop them out after baking for maybe half an hour at 350°F, they come out intact.
And then you eat them. Or you could save them for rewarming later, when life is too hard and you need food. We ate 'em.
The cooked dough is eggy and riddled with bubbles. A little tender, not chewy. Moist, not — well — otherwise. (We can talk about my flagrant use of the word "moist" in comments, if we must.) And those nuggets of food inside the food are such a pleasant discovery. You could make any filling of your choice: beef, tofu, all veg, just mushrooms, maybe even sweet things like fruit and jam and yogurt. I'm probably going to experiment some more.
Because the damned box of Bisquick isn't empty yet.