Are they called nails or claws? Talons? Anyway, they're shiny.

Once, my little cousin turned 1. You only turn 1 once. I doubt he remembers it. Yet, I was ecstatic upon being asked to help make his cake by my aunt. We went to some grocery store in Provo that has a name but I really cannot remember what it was. But that is beside the point. The point is we searched for candies and things to use as the parts of a dog. We used fruit roll-ups as the collar/tongue, a single Junior Mint for the nose, Necco Wafers for the whites of the eye and the tag, some unknown blue candy (jelly beans?) for the eyes and coconut for a maltese look. I kind of wonder if we were making a replica of my dog, Kiwi. He's a maltese and minus the blue eyes, this cake was him. Hmm. I'll have to check on that. Anyway, my aunt actually made the cake part and then I came over and we came up with this while we ate delicious Costa Vida salads. The next day, we celebrated in a park and I my cousin was as excited as a 1 year old knows how to be.

I love coconut. And fruit roll-ups. And Necco Wafers. Even though I've been told eating them is like eating multiple tums.

Muffins are just bald cupcakes.

Or so Jim Gaffigan says...and I agree. I have heard people say that icing detracts from the actual cake underneath. I have this to say..no it doesn't. The icing is a co-worker to the cake. (Of course on the mention of co-worker, I imagine an Anchorman scenario inserted here..cake says to frosting, "Wait. What if, just for tonight,we weren't coworkers? We were co-people?" Frosting, confused, replies, "I don't..." Cut off, of course, by the macho cake, "Shh.You be a woman. I'll be a man. That's all.") Cake, I'm sure, is not as much of a sexist jerk as Ron Bergundy. P.S. I don't recommend that movie for anyone who thinks they should look this up...in case you were wondering.

Anyway, icing/frosting is the hair to the head. The pea to the pod. They go together like shampoo and conditioner. Like a wink and a smile. Which is the song I currently have stuck in my head. Thanks, Harry Connick Jr. So if the icing is the hair on a cake, the fondant, or in this case, the Starburst, is the hair accessory. Which is also completely necessary sometimes. And really enhances the 'do.

I made these Starburst butterfly cupcakes followed by an Oreo flower cake with red M&M ladybugs. So cute. (The holes are from the candles. Sorry I didn't get a picture before the birthday celebration.)

It takes a lot of elbow grease to flatten those Starbursts. So I only did a few and roasted the rest. Which is delicious by the way. Try it.

School is boring. Cupcakes are fun.

I am at the present time, in a Dynamics of Addictions class. For school. I'm not addicted to anything that I'm aware of. I know..the first sign is denial. I suppose if I was addicted to anything, I would say it was trying to create something unique and different foodwise. I like to have my own spin on things. This does not always work out. Many times in my attempt to be different, I succeed. And by succeed I mean I create something quite disgusting. But it is different. Still, the goal is to make it something delicious.

The cupcakes pictured at the bottom of this post were yummy. Well. So I heard. I actually never tried them. Oddly enough, I am not cake, cupcake or frosting's biggest fan. I only enjoy the creation part. Anyway, I did start off with the intention of creating a neopolitan cupcake. I was sooo excited because it came out of the oven beautifully. Perfect amount, perfect color, perfect. And then I smelled them. Let me tell you, I may not enjoy the taste of these widely accepted as delicious treats, but I do love the smell. And by knowing how cupcakes should smell, I could tell something was different. I believe I had my brother and my mother taste them and both agreed quite forcibly that they were, in fact, quite the opposite of edible. So. Into the garbage went my beautiful cupcakes. I think the problem was the amount of dye in them. Dye tends to ruin the flavor if you use a lot of it. I wish I had a picture. They were so pretty.


Moving on. Since I had previously mentioned on this same evening that I would be bringing a treat to a friend's house, I had to create something. I decided on a mud caramel cupcake with a sugary whipped topping (that I actually did find to tickle my tastebuds in all the right ways) and molded chocolate hearts with red sprinkles. Who doesn't enjoy sprinkles from time to time? This in mind, I got on it. I made the cupcakes which, of course, did not come out as beautifully as the neopolitan ones. The were sunken in and a little too moist. Still, I pushed through and came out with the pictured cupcakes. As it was Februrary, I felt it was quite fitting and I was pleased.

So here's my first experience with fondant. I made the cake for fun had such a wonderful time rolling the fondant out and getting it back off again (dripping with sarcasm). 

Fondant sticks horribly to counters. Especially when it's homemade marshmellow fondant. Such a pain. But after all the effort, I finally got it. Little lumpy but a pretty good, yet stressful. first go. But I have recently discovered that stressed spelled backwards is desserts. And I find that to be fitting when it comes to fondant.

And so it is.

Well, once a long time ago, I was in a creative writing class. As part of my assignments for the year, I had to create a blog and post 30 times before the semester was over. Of course, I had no intention of ever becoming a blogger. NO way was I following that trend. However, it was part of my grade. So I secretly blogged and (yes I will admit this) I had my friend blog for me on occasion as I just did not enjoy it. Hopefully you'll forgive me for this when you realize at this point, this friend and I had very similar thoughts and I decided what she wrote was something I would definitely say. Haha. Ok. Bad choice..I know.
Embarrassed.


Anyway. Once the class was over, I anxiously forgot about this blog and developed an interest different from creative stories and ideas. This interest was directed toward desserts. I made and baked and rolled and cooked and finally came to the conclusion that I needed to get all of these experiences organized. I heart organization. I heart desserts. Thus starts the beginning of a trend that has been started long ago--a food blog. However, this is no ordinary food blog. This is a diary/journal of the treats I attempt. I say attempt because I will, of course, post the good with the bad. Bad happens. Although I do hope the majority is good. How is this blog different from the millions of other food blogs? Because I will engage you with my witty humor and interesting thoughts.


Ok. That last part is a little uncertain. Then again..."Life is uncertain. Eat dessert first." ~Ernestine Ulmer