While spicy Mexican food is at the top of my list for cravings, there is a sweeter side to what my little guy has been wanting.
Not just any cupcakes, white cupcakes with homemade chocolate frosting.
About three weeks ago I wanted a cupcake with sprinkles on it. That's all I wanted all week and I fought through that craving until last week when I finally went out and bought some Safeway cupcakes. But they were too rich, so, I gave them away.
Then we come to the night when I decided I had to make both enchiladas AND cupcakes all in under an hour.
Those were the best cupcakes EVER. Both Jeff and I had trouble staying away from them and the two dozen that I made are already gone. Yes, gone.
So now we come to last night. I'm home alone. Jeff and Lucy are in Great Falls and I really have no desire to try and clean our messy apartment. All I want to do... is eat a cupcake.
So I go through the motions again of making close to two dozen cupcakes with homemade chocolate frosting. This time it doesn't go as smoothly as the last. I got a big chunk of egg shell stuck in the egg goo that took more time than I expected to get out. I have this thing with raw eggs where they just gross me out any way I can avoid touching them is ideal. But I ended up having to put down the spoon I was using to try and fish out the shell and stick my fingers in the slimy goo to get this pesky shell out.
Next dilemma was the frosting. The butter for the frosting has to be fairly soft and mine just wasn't getting soft fast enough for me. So while the cupcakes were baking I put the butter on top of the oven in hopes that the heat coming from inside would slowly (that word is key) begin to soften the butter. I then turn my back for all of five minutes to do some dishes and when I turn around next there is a large yellow puddle dripping everywhere where a stick of butter once stood. Get that cleaned up and grab another sitck and put it back on the oven, this time standing by and monitoring its rapid melting.
Get it to the right temperature and then proceed to make the frosting.
So now I've got close to two dozen cupcakes I need to frost and when the last one has finally been covered and I put one in my mouth as a reward, I realize I don't really want a cupcake anymore. BAH!
The feeling hasn't gone away today so now I've got a gazlillion cupcakes that I don't want and I'm sure would take Jeff a good month to finish since sweets appeal to him as much as eye surgery at times.
What's a distraught cupcake baker to do???