Greta's entire class is spending the next three days at a pony farm. A four year old spending two nights away from me (and not with her grandparents)??? I don't think so. Turned out she was one of only two kids not going on the trip. Crazy Germans. Anyhoo, she's staying home with me instead of joining the babies at her kita. Today she came up with a great plan. Cupcakes!
It was my first time making them and I didn't over-think the conversion of cups to grams for the butter in the recipe. Got it all done, about to spoon it into the cups, thinking I could have cut the recipe in half, and then I stopped. Better double check that butter. Yup, I put in a full cup rather than half a cup. So we started again--another 2 cups of sugar, another 2 cups of flour. We wound up with an absolutely massive batch of cupcake batter and baked for the next two hours.
Frosting was, as always, the highlight. It was a flashback to every Christmas with thousands of sprinkles and jimmies on the floor and plastered to the bottoms of my feet. Emery was a bit jealous.
the sad first batch rejected as too ugly even to frost
A few to bring to Emery's friend's house--in a bread box as all other tupperware was already pressed into service.
1 comment:
man, do I want a cupcake now! they look awesome, gertie
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