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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Junior's cakes

I'm too immature to really enjoy or appreciate poetry. I can't help but feel there is something silly about it, and when I hear it, I just want to giggle and turn away. I prefer my poetry in edible form, anyway. For me, a perfectly moist and golden vanilla cupcake is a sonnet. I made these recently for my dear friend Mike, who is celebrating a birthday, and whom I affectionately call Junior (he calls me Gigi). If you want a real, whole, pure cupcake without a trace of artificial flavour, try these:

Vanilla Cupcakes for Junior

1/2 cup of unsalted butter, room temp
2/3 cup white sugar
3 large eggs
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
zest of 1 large lemon
1 1/2 cups of all-purpose flour
1 1/2 tsps baking powder
1/2 tsps salt
1/4 cup milk

Preheat oven to 359 degrees. With an electric mixer, beat the butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Add the eggs, one at a time, beating well after each one is added. Beat in the vanilla and lemon zest. In a separate bowl, whisk together the flour, baking powder, salt. With the mixer on low speed, alternately add the flour mixture and the milk. Bake for 18-20 mins until brown and a toothpick comes out clean.

I topped mine with some light chocolate icing, fresh raspberries and chocolate sprinkles:

These go out to my non-sexual life partner on his day. And speaking of family, check out my fur kid's latest pose:

For a few weeks, and all through my tooth ordeal, Stella has indifferently used the arm of the sofa as a chin rest. This gives her an even snobbier look than she already had, and she was already batting 1000. It gives her perfect advantage to peer down the hall (to make sure no one is using her poo box), smell whatever I'm cooking and generally keep an eye on her Queendom.

Kiss the ring.


  1. Thanks, babe! You are such a doll to think of me, and I am very lucky to have you as a cupcake-making friend xo