Today is my favorite, and coincidentally only, brother's birthday. I decided to try and bake him something delicious. I found a recipe for self-frosting cupcakes. How is this possible, you ask? Nutella. I firmly believe that Nutella is the answer to many problems. For all we know it could be the secret to world peace. Alas, here is a story:
After a delicious lunch with one of my favorite pregnant, married friends, I came home and decided to tackle this seemingly easy recipe. "Surely, if I can make cookies and frosting from scratch then I should have no problem with cupcakes," I thought to myself. In the recipe it tells you to add 1.5tsp nutella to the top of each cupcake and stir. Well, recipe-lady, nutella is quite thick. How am I supposed to fold it over enough to get it throughout each cupcake without making them look like they were thrown together by a blind, one-armed bandit? Answer: it can't be done. I scooped each cupcake out of their original liner into new ones, popped them in the over and prayed for the best.
Twenty five minutes later I take them out and set them on the counter. While the aroma of baked good + nutella was quite intoxicating, my bliss was short lived. I watched each and every fucking cupcake crumble. It looked like they were melting into themselves. Now, before you tell me that I took them out too soon - let me assure you that I checked each one with a toothpick. The consistency was perfect. I have no idea what went wrong.
Back to the drawing board.
I was going to just it be and see if they tasted good anyway but then I got pissed. I'm not good at failing. Especially when I tried and read directions and made sure everything was perfect. I made the same recipe. This time I added mashed bananas and folded the rest of the nutella into the batter. The batter is pretty tasty.
I just realized that instead of starting the timer I decided to do a little blogging. Fingers crossed that these turn out a lot prettier than the other ones. Pictures to come later.