Hey Cupcake
Sometimes I forget how great cupcakes are. When I'm thinking of a treat to make for a birthday or other special occasion, I think of cakes, cookies, brownies, but never cupcakes. We went bowling Friday night and Blue Chocolate brought a dozen chocolate cupcakes to the bowling alley. They were super! Gentleman Caller and I brought home the leftovers and had them for breakfast this morning. Sort of like a muffin. Only sweeter and with frosting! I only wish my bowling skills could be so sweet.
Dinner tonight: grilled cheese, sliced apple, pretzels, beer
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Sweet-ball-o-sugary-goodness-cupcakes... mmmm. Reminds me of the pazckis (I KNOW I spelled that wrong) I saw while grocing today. The store-bought ones are strangely appealing, in the same way a twinkie is -- vile, largely tasteless, kind of like eating a spoon of white sugar but muted a bit by all the fat. I wonder if there's a way to make a "good" pazcki (there I go again!). Ideas? Recipes? The CONCEPT of frying a ball of dough encasing pastry cream or jam is, admittedly, one of the all-time-great-ideas. Well in any case, I submit that, paczcki (agh!) or no pazcki (agh agh!!) we should all remember our Catholic obligation to overindulge on Fat Tuesday. If you're a bad Catholic, here's a great way to get back into the groove. If you're not Catholic at all and have no intention of being so, well consider it a philosophical experiment. See what it's like to be a Catholic. Because for at least that one day a year, it's really really good to be Catholic. It's all the other days that are problematic. Don't even get me started on the no-meat-Friday thing. I digress. bye bye.
Posted by: ruby-red meat | February 19, 2006 03:26 PM