They Taste Like Thanksgiving: Applesauce Spice Cupcakes

I’m not going to lie.  I didn’t try these. At all. 

I am unimpressed with the spices that I added, even if I added them correctly.   

I am unimpressed with everything but the applesauce.  I found an unsweeted, organic apple sauce from Vermont in my grocery store.   

I trust my loved ones enough to tell you that they seemed fine.  They ate the whole thing willingly and my sister didn’t complain that they were too dry. 

I trust the honesty of acquaintances that eat three in one sitting.  Another co-worker ate two.   My boss ate the entirety of one and said she doesn’t normally. 

I have faith in the statement that these were tasty enough to eat, not just because you’re hungry.

If I don’t like something, I don’t need to do it or eat it to see for myself if I have this much evidence.  I was there.  I smelled them.  I tasted the frosting.  I took their pictures.  I knew them, even if only a little. 

The frosting was a huge hit.  I don’t like cream cheese.  I particularly didn’t like this frosting because I couldn’t make it pretty.  Maybe it wasn’t totally the frosting’s fault, and it was the fault of the heat wave, but I still was mad. 

I will end this update with, “They taste like Thanksgiving.” My brother-in-laws only real comment while stuffing his face. 

Also, I ran out of cupcake wrappers.... 

Belated Birthday Cuppiecakes: Raspberry Swirled Cheesecake Cupcakes

I have an amazing friend. She and I have the same belief about keeping in touch: once a friend, always a friend.  (Mas o menos)  If we don’t talk for two, four, six weeks, but we want to talk randomly one day, a text, email, or even dreaded phone call will be written or made and we will catch up as though we did not miss a significant chunk of a year.

She is an amazing person.  She decided one day to take her health into her own hands.  She decided to start running.  She finished two marathons, half marathons, 5K’s, and a Warrior Dash.  She doesn’t give a crap about what anyone thinks about her.  She is nearly impossible to embarrass.  She observes more than I do, which I am always amazed to notice.  She can listen to me talk for 3 days straight.  She knows her limits and can honestly tell you her strengths.  She supports her friends when they want to do things.  She gave up chocolate (probably her worst vice) because her friend gave up alcohol (for 30 days).  She is simply an amazing person. 

I missed her birthday.  I was in the capital area while she was down on the longest island.  (I doubt it is actually the longest, but it is where she currently is located.)

So because of her awesomeness, and her giving up chocolate, I made her some cupcakes without chocolate.  I took a Megabus and the LIRR with six of these beauties.  I don’t like cheesecake still, but I think she might have enjoyed them.  I also brought a few into work, and they ate them up.  I think they looked pretty.