I think I want to Marry Cupcakes. As in, the collective idea of every cupcake in the entire world. Yes, Internet, even the tapioka kind. It will be a vast, polygamous union and, much like a black widow spider, I will continuously devour my husbands. That is a sacrifice I am willing to make, however.
There's my man. Wait--who's that little hussy?!
As you might have guessed, I am kind of majorly in Love with cupcakes. If they were not inanimate blobs of sugar and ganache, I am sure that they would reciprocate the ardor that I feel in my heart, stomach, and for some reason spleen. Which is odd, because I don't even know where my spleen is.
Oh. Okey dokey, then.
Cupcakes, if you haven't heard, are very much in vogue at the moment. Unfortunatey for me, I'm not the best Cook. Cereal is my specialty.
"Add one and a half cups of milk and mix well with spoon. Now you have to pretend to be a stern yet benevolent giant who demands a fruit tribute from the itty bitty villagers..." Sigh. Trix just hasn't been the same since they changed the shape to those stupid spherical things. Who eats balls of cereal? WHO?
ANYway, I decided that maybe you could benefit from this wonderful cooking blog I recently became familiar with. This woman is a genius. Plus, even if you're like me and don't cook so good--PRETTY PICTURES OF DESSERTS. Don't Pretend that you don't love that.
http://www.joythebaker.com/
THESE RECIPES ARE ALL THERE. TELL YOUR FRIENDS. THEN THROW CUPCAKES AT THEM. (AIM BETWEEN THE EYES)
I'm so, so sorry, but I could not live with myself if I didn't include this in a cupcake-themed post... forgive me...
You cannot unhear this.
~Steffi~
