Betty Crocker is my Homegirl
If you noticed it was a little bit chilly this past Sunday it wasn't because of Global Warming. It was not the icy breath of Jesus on your neck because, once again, you sat in bed eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch in bed instead of going to church.
It was because Hell froze over a little bit because I BAKED. Yes. Tis true. After a year and and 17 days of me being CupCate (dot vox dot com) I have just NOW gathered up the courage to bake.
But then, I realized that the Chocolate and Vanilla swirl cake didn't just swirl itself. Oh no. I was going to have to swirl it on my own. How one does that when making cupcakes, I wasn't too sure. I just got a knife out and started swirling.
All that swirling got really stressful, so I had to make a drink.
And low and behold, I managed not to burn anything. And while I don't have one of those neat little frosting swirlers (again with the swirling!) I managed to slather Betty's frosting pretty well. And check out the sprinkles...
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She Bakes. She Blogs.
She's VOX's fave B-Girl
Now caught on film.
Nice cupcakes, CupCate!
Luckily there is NO food in my house ;-)
Yum!
I wanna see the pink scale. I mean, in pink, not sepia tones! :-P