These Blueberry Muffins were first seen at the original Jordan Marsh store in downtown Boston.

I’ve tried making many, oh so many, blueberry muffin recipes. Some work; some not so great. Then this recipe surfaced and made the rounds on Facebook a few months ago, so I took a look. And finally I made it.


Recipe type: Bakery
Cuisine: American
Serves: 12
  • ½ c softened butter
  • 1¼ c sugar
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 tsp. vanilla extract
  • 2 c flour
  • ½ tsp salt
  • 2 tsp baking powder
  • ½ c milk
  • 2 c blueberries
  • 3 tsp. sugar
  1. Preheat oven to 375
  2. Cream the butter and 1¼ c. sugar until light
  3. Add the eggs, one at a time. beating well after each addition. Add vanilla.
  4. Sift together the flour, salt and baking powder, and add to the creamed mixture alternately with the milk.
  5. Crush ½ c blueberries with a fork and mix into the batter. Fold in remaining blueberries.
  6. Line a 12 standard muffin tin with cupcake liners and fill with the batter. Sprinkle the 3 tsp sugar over the tops of muffins.
  7. Bake at 375 for about 30-35 minutes.
  8. Cool for at least 35 minutes.
  • I did crush some berries and added the others whole: can’t say as it made a huge difference.
  • When sprinkling sugar on top: I use cinnamon sugar and very generously.
  • I baked in the standard size muffin pan but am going to try in a mini tin next time: I find this size is always better when entertaining (my women’s group is coming up on April 1…)
  • I only had/used a little over a cup of berries so these were a bit sparse!


How’s that for one gorgeous, scrumptious muffin?


Finally, yes, these are delicious. They hold together nicely, have frozen and defrosted well, and don’t last long in our house. I highly recommend.

To read more of the history of these iconic muffins, here is the recent article on the
New England Today site.

I didn’t grow up in Boston so never went there; but I think we all have memories of places like this. I remember, vividly, going to the Whitman’s counter and restaurant on Chestnut Street in Philadelphia. And, of course, there was the Horn & Hardardt Automat. Yes, that was heaven! You put in your nickel, lifted the glass door, and there was the chocolate cake (or whatever yummy you had your eye on..)

Memories? Do you have a favorite place you loved as a child?