Know your limits
Posted by Melissa on | September 10, 2007
I am not known to bake. But as the old people are off spending my inheritance on another overseas jaunt, I thought it only right that I should make a bit of a fuss of my brother on his birthday. We are a small family, after all.
I decided that patty cakes might be manageable on this, my first foray into baking since a childhood that was busy with the making of slices and cakes. Cupcakes are are social, as everyone can have one, and they are sort of quirky and homemade. And simple. Or so I thought.
I am not going to share recipes and methodlogies with you, but will cut to the chase and lament the overflowing wonders that I watched slide, merge and rise as a puffy mass in my oven. Those papers are useless and crap. But the outcome tastes great and when the icing went on you could tell what they were supposed to be. They weren’t presented to a gasping crowd of friends at the birthday celebrations as I chickened out and left them on the fridge. The birthday boy did get a surprise delivery, however, and super dog and I enjoyed a few for Sunday afternoon tea.
Now I can empathise with women who become mothers and are thrown into the who-can-make-the-most-speccy-cake competitions that are children’s birthday parties.
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September 13th, 2007 @ 5:27 pm
i bet super dog thought your cup cakes were ace.
September 26th, 2007 @ 10:31 am
“who-can-make-the-most-speccy-cake competitions”
I once went to a child’s birthday party where the health-freak parents had used spirulina for the green icing and beetroot juice for the red. The kids’ faces fell as they tasted it. I stood by the compost bin and scraped the icing off for them.