I actually picked this card last week, but I knew I was making cupcakes this week so I saved it. It’s probably cheating, but I made up this stupid thing so I can do what I want. I DO WHAT I WANT.
My co-worker buddy Laura turned 30, so I felt I should mark the occasion with some cakes of the cup variety. Also, I decided to use a recipe I have never used before, so it was fun experiment time. The recipe I used for the cake part was a peanut butter chocolate chip cupcake. I had a bunch of chocolate chips so I thought it would be a good way to use them, and the addition of peanut butter makes everything awesome. I made two frostings based on a recipe from one of the bloggy chicks I like (Sally’s Baking Addiction). One was a peanut butter frosting and the other was a milk chocolate frosting, and you toss them in a piping bag and swirl them together on the cupcake. Looks really sweet, but I was nervous because I’ve tried swirling frostings before and it did not turn out all that well. This time I think it worked, yay.
So the cake part was good…a little dense, but you’ll have that with a lot of peanut butter cakes. Also, the bottoms cooked a lot faster than the inside did, so they were a little brown on the bottom. Still tasty, but I feel like maybe there has to be some sort of adjustment with the temp/time. I’m not a fucking scientist, and I’m too lazy to try and figure it out so I think I will try comparing it to the cake recipe I use for my peanut butter and jelly cupcakes….and just use that one next time with some possible adjustments.
Now the next thing I’m going to say is going to sound crazy to some people. But here it is…I am not really a fan of frosting. I am not even a really big fan of cupcakes other than the fact that they look cute and I like the cake part. So I like trying them, and I like trying different flavor combinations, and I like looking at the cuteness and the colors. But I don’t really like to eat a whole one. When I bake them, I taste test a small piece of one from each batch, and then another piece with the frosting on it when it’s done…but other than that I will only really have one full one, or a half of one just to make sure everything tastes good together before I serve them. Weird, eh? I mean, I’m GLAD I don’t, because with the amount I bake I would be like 700 pounds. I mean, it’s like I’m making tons of meth but I don’t want any meth. Meth addicts be like, “BITCH you got all the meth you want! You so lucky” and I be like, “eh. I’m just not a fan”. Gotta be all Walter White up in that shit. But, it might be good because I doubt drunks make very good bartenders. Oh wait, I know that for a fact because I was one. It did not last long.
Anyway…yeah. Cupcakes. So, the frostings were actually good with this cupcake because they weren’t overly sweet. The peanut butter one is amazing because it’s just like a super fluffy peanut butter, which is delicious. With the swirly time….I was excited because I saw something on the internets that said you can fill two disposable piping bags up with two different frostings, and then put them both in one giant bag with the tip you want to use. I went to get my bags and realized I was out of disposable ones, boo. I have my usual piping bags, but tossing two of them in one just wasn’t going to work because the openings at the bottom are all really big. SO…I decided to rough it and do what the recipe said, and what I’ve tried to do in the past. You have to take one frosting and put it on one side of the bag, and take the other frosting and put it on the other side of the bag. Sounds easy, right? UM. Yeah. If you have ever tried doing anything “neatly” with frosting you know that it’s like, impossible…especially when you are shoving it in a bag with a spatula. But I am impatient so I’m sure others can do this a lot more easily than I can. Anyway, I got both of them in there and filled them up…and I couldn’t believe it but somehow it actually worked, and looked pretty good too. So yeah, bitch.
I took a few pictures. And just so you know, I have the world’s smallest kitchen so the fact that I can actually do anything in there is a fucking feat in itself.
First of all…thank Jesus for this baby gate. You can see my giant puppy looking longingly at all the peanut buttery goodness, but she just can’t get near it. The last thing I need while I bake is a hairy ass dog getting hair all over my kitchen. I am a FREAK about hair and food. I remember my mom would always get so mad at us if we brought a hair brush in the kitchen, and I never understood it until I had my own kitchen and now I am an even bigger freak about it than she was. So I scrubbed the shit out of the kitchen this past weekend, and then my friend put up this baby gate…and now it’s like a whole new place. Tatie is not super happy, and now I have no one to clean my floors with their tongue, but it’s worth it.
Butter and sugar. Amazing things. Although it looks sort of like reverse male genitalia..two buttery pee pees and one giant brown, sugary ball.
Batter before and after peanut butter. It’s like looking at a picture of a hot chick with and without makeup. Looks good either way, but the peanut butter gives it that extra sexy kick.
Before and after baking. They domed up really nice, and my whole house smelled like peanut butter. This after picture makes me want to cuddle with them. Is that weird?
(This is where I should put some pictures of the frostings but I apparently forgot to take them. So just pretend you are looking at frosting right now.)
And…wha-la! Cupcakes. BAM. Peanut butter and chocolate right in your face. Laura seemed happy, and that was the goal so…mission accomplished. Happy birthday poopface!