<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509</id><updated>2011-10-06T09:53:49.920-07:00</updated><category term='Brownie Babe'/><category term='pie'/><category term='TWD'/><category term='Babycakes'/><category term='bar cookies'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='cupcake'/><category term='muffin'/><category term='Dessert'/><category term='bread'/><category term='brownies'/><category term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category term='cheesecake'/><category term='cake'/><category term='Daring Bakers'/><category term='misc'/><title type='text'>Cupcake, my love</title><subtitle type='html'>A look at my journey of life through the lens of cupcakes, brownies and cookies. Food can say so much about a person, and a person can say so much about food!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2962461195875032841</id><published>2008-12-16T07:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:51:16.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><title type='text'>Walkin in a Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Snow! Yes I have snow! I have it on my doorstep, I have it on my bushes, I have it on my car...I HAVE SNOW! As I mentioned in a previous post, the Westside of Albuquerque doesn't usually see snow. So when I was at work yesterday and the beautiful flakes kept falling from the sky and suddenly turning into 3 inch piles outside the office I was ecstatic. There's something about snow that turns everything into a beautiful serene landscape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9rcbX0DI/AAAAAAAACNk/f_UQSk3a8oA/s1600-h/Winter+Wonderland+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280397642178220082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9rcbX0DI/AAAAAAAACNk/f_UQSk3a8oA/s200/Winter+Wonderland+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the time I wish I was a kid again! Our schools are, for now, on a two hour delay, which takes me back to my own childhood snow days. I would wake up, run into the kitchen and have my ears ringing with the words that came out of my mom's mouth, "No school...snow". My brother and would get all bundled up and head out for our first mission, snowman building. But not just one snowman, we would make a Daddy, a Mommy, a Sister and a Brother snowman. The next task was sledding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9q-0TPRI/AAAAAAAACNc/_UbDQmv3XJU/s1600-h/Winter+Wonderland+2008+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280397634229714194" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9q-0TPRI/AAAAAAAACNc/_UbDQmv3XJU/s200/Winter+Wonderland+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We used to live by a park that had this huge hill, we actually the park was built kinda like a pit. We'd show up at the park and all the other kids would have these fancy sleds and would make it half way down the hill and come to a complete stop. Well we didn't have enough money for a sled, so my parents gave us an extra scrap of linoleum they had from when we revamped the kitchen floor. All the kids gave us a look of disgust when we pulled out our blue checkered linoleum sled. Chris and I were a little embarrassed at first, but the second we zoomed down the hill like a speed racer, making it all the way to the bottom, the embarrassment quickly faded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9qW1I4QI/AAAAAAAACNU/K8Uvy1L_LSU/s1600-h/Winter+Wonderland+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280397623495811330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9qW1I4QI/AAAAAAAACNU/K8Uvy1L_LSU/s200/Winter+Wonderland+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty soon everybody wanted to take a turn on our sled! Ah, those were the days! As I'm writing this post they just announced all schools are cancelled, and I just received a text from my boss that we still have to go to work, no delay, no closure. Please, please can I go back to being a kid?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9r38iJ-I/AAAAAAAACNs/Eh2tnYLbHXg/s1600-h/Babycakes+853.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280397649565067234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9r38iJ-I/AAAAAAAACNs/Eh2tnYLbHXg/s200/Babycakes+853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; was another great cookie recipe, that I'm sure Santa would LOVE to eat during his busy night of present deliveries. This recipe, Buttery Jam Cookies, is brought to you by Heather of &lt;a href="http://www.randomosityandthegirl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Randomosity and the Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . I really enjoyed these cookies, they were light, buttery and the surprise chunks of jam really got me excited! Not only will this be a favorite of Santa's but of favorite of my family, and hopefully yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9sJdXt0I/AAAAAAAACN0/MGBoymA-qgk/s1600-h/Babycakes+854.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280397654266197826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9sJdXt0I/AAAAAAAACN0/MGBoymA-qgk/s200/Babycakes+854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2962461195875032841?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2962461195875032841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2962461195875032841' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2962461195875032841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2962461195875032841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/12/walkin-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='Walkin in a Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUe9rcbX0DI/AAAAAAAACNk/f_UQSk3a8oA/s72-c/Winter+Wonderland+2008+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2519036870095140641</id><published>2008-12-11T16:11:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:03:50.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>Dear Heroes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;See, I'm a little too old to actually mail my Christmas Wishlist to Santa (Hey, I still make one, it just doesn't go to the North Pole). So I figured this year I would send my Christmas Wishes and Santa Cookies to someone a little more special. Jason Lansdon is my new found Santa. At the young age of 25 Jason is a Sergeant in the U.S. Marines, and is currently on his four tour in Iraq. This Christmas Jason will be away from his wife Jackie and his three month old baby girl Jayden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl92fFthI/AAAAAAAACMM/hBGAjow7c_Q/s1600-h/Babycakes+777.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278682720271447570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl92fFthI/AAAAAAAACMM/hBGAjow7c_Q/s200/Babycakes+777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl-BStuVI/AAAAAAAACMU/bFy9PybcOkY/s1600-h/Babycakes+779.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278682723172333906" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl-BStuVI/AAAAAAAACMU/bFy9PybcOkY/s200/Babycakes+779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to Jason when I joined the Baking Gals group. Baking Gals has teams of bakers, who bake for an individual, and their troop, who is serving our country. After reading through this round's teams, I was struck by Jason's introduction. Being that I am 24, I can't imagine having been to Iraq four times and to be away from my family at the Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl-sP4beI/AAAAAAAACMc/HcgboJ1stmQ/s1600-h/Babycakes+783.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278682734703177186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl-sP4beI/AAAAAAAACMc/HcgboJ1stmQ/s200/Babycakes+783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl_o9vW0I/AAAAAAAACMs/0e8d25ttoKA/s1600-h/Babycakes+789.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278682751001647938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl_o9vW0I/AAAAAAAACMs/0e8d25ttoKA/s200/Babycakes+789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason's favorite cookie is Chocolate Chip, and I wasn't going to deny him of his favorite cookie. But, I figured some of the other bakers would also be sending chocolate chip cookies, so I wanted to make mine a little different. I added some grated orange zest and grand marnier to the batter. Why have I never done this before? I made myself a mini cookie and was in heaven at first bite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I also sent along some Oatmeal Crisps. Which are crunchy, mixed with a little bit of spice. A perfect holiday cookie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl-y-ltBI/AAAAAAAACMk/cPSC-rrLWZY/s1600-h/Babycakes+791.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278682736509694994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl-y-ltBI/AAAAAAAACMk/cPSC-rrLWZY/s200/Babycakes+791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGnIzWkrfI/AAAAAAAACM8/yV2HRNb0pnk/s1600-h/Babycakes+793.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278684007920610802" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGnIzWkrfI/AAAAAAAACM8/yV2HRNb0pnk/s200/Babycakes+793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so proud of all these men and women who are serving our country, and know that cookies could never say how grateful I am for their strength, bravery and selflessness. They truly are my heroes, and I will always be thankful to them for making sure that all of us here at home wake up every morning to a safe and free United States of America! My Christmas wish is to say Happy Holidays Sergeant Lansdon and Crew and may you have a safe and blessed New Year! You will be in my thoughts and prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGmhimwevI/AAAAAAAACM0/cqfTfenlkYk/s1600-h/Babycakes+797.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278683333410192114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGmhimwevI/AAAAAAAACM0/cqfTfenlkYk/s200/Babycakes+797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oatmeal Crisps&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3/4 cup all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground allspice&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon grated whole nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;5 tablespoons butter or stick margarine, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup regular oats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preparation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Preheat oven to 350°.&lt;br /&gt;Lightly spoon flour into dry measuring cups; level with a knife. Combine flour and next 7 ingredients (flour through pepper) in a medium bowl. Beat sugar, butter, and vanilla in a large bowl with a mixer at medium speed until light and fluffy. Add egg; beat well. Stir in flour mixture and oats.&lt;br /&gt;Drop by level tablespoons 2 inches apart onto baking sheets coated with cooking spray. Bake at 350° for 12 minutes or until crisp. Cool on pan 2 to 3 minutes or until firm. Remove cookies from pan; cool on wire racks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2519036870095140641?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2519036870095140641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2519036870095140641' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2519036870095140641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2519036870095140641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-heroes.html' title='Dear Heroes,'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SUGl92fFthI/AAAAAAAACMM/hBGAjow7c_Q/s72-c/Babycakes+777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7432255556672994787</id><published>2008-12-09T07:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:35:42.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><title type='text'>Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's officially holiday time here in Albuquerque. As I woke up and turned the TV on this morning the first thing that I heard was notice of school cancellations, which can only mean one thing...SNOW! Now in New Mexico, we get quite a bit of snow up in the Eastern part of the state, but when it snows here in Albuquerque, it's usually only the mountains that see any of the snow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6Pyu0O7mI/AAAAAAAACLg/5kqX32lMIJI/s1600-h/Babycakes+756.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277813915048144482" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6Pyu0O7mI/AAAAAAAACLg/5kqX32lMIJI/s200/Babycakes+756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6Py8okoaI/AAAAAAAACLo/zhhewc-8Zek/s1600-h/Babycakes+761.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277813918757331362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6Py8okoaI/AAAAAAAACLo/zhhewc-8Zek/s200/Babycakes+761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Albuquerque is pretty much divided in half, one half is the east side. Which is home to the Sandia mountains (which holds the worlds longest tram ride!) and pretty much downtown Albuquerque. Then you have the west side, which is where I live. The west is the newer, continuously growing part of Albuquerque. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6P0rXM4rI/AAAAAAAACMA/hxLFtmpYECM/s1600-h/Babycakes+770.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277813948480807602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6P0rXM4rI/AAAAAAAACMA/hxLFtmpYECM/s200/Babycakes+770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, although my side of town hardly ever gets any snow, I love waking up in the morning and looking over at the Sandia's which have been frosted with white icing! Then you get the sun peeking up over the mountain and you have the most beautiful winter wonderland you've ever seen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6Pz2TOcvI/AAAAAAAACL4/Tp_-8oqiuQY/s1600-h/Babycakes+769.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277813934237053682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6Pz2TOcvI/AAAAAAAACL4/Tp_-8oqiuQY/s200/Babycakes+769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And although this weeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;could mimic my Sandia's with a good coat of icing, I chose to leave my Grandma's All-Occasion Sugar Cookies icing free. I did however decide to adjust the flavor a little bit by adding some orange zest and some allspice to the mix. And boy-oh-boy did I hit the Christmas nail on the head! The cookies were fruity, yet had the warm coziness that everyone loves during the holidays from the allspice. To check out the recipe and make a batch of these yummy cookies for yourself check out Ulrike's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ostwestwind.twoday.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kuchenlatein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6PzGi4AAI/AAAAAAAACLw/un2gRIa77q0/s1600-h/Babycakes+764.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277813921417789442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6PzGi4AAI/AAAAAAAACLw/un2gRIa77q0/s200/Babycakes+764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7432255556672994787?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7432255556672994787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7432255556672994787' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7432255556672994787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7432255556672994787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/ST6Pyu0O7mI/AAAAAAAACLg/5kqX32lMIJI/s72-c/Babycakes+756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-753992969872389969</id><published>2008-12-01T21:22:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:42:47.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><title type='text'>It's the Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's that time of year again people! It's time to wake up at the crack of dawn and stand in 3 hour lines for Christmas presents. It's time to get on the wobbly ladder and hang the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; lights. It's time to have the smell of an evergreen tree &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;permeating&lt;/span&gt; your house. It's time to get in the kitchen and bake, bake, bake and then bake some more Christmas cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5T8xOloI/AAAAAAAACLQ/QZN6hY_I05Q/s1600-h/Babycakes+735.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275044815938950786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5T8xOloI/AAAAAAAACLQ/QZN6hY_I05Q/s200/Babycakes+735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; started off the Holiday baking with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Linzer&lt;/span&gt; Sables, chosen by our first male &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;-er, Dennis of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://noskos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Living the Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;! And I have to say that this recipe is pretty easy going. I sometimes hate when it seems like Holiday cookies take more effort to make than they do to enjoy. But these cookies were simple and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5TtdDn-I/AAAAAAAACLI/fIXJgz0f2ds/s1600-h/Babycakes+741.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275044811827814370" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5TtdDn-I/AAAAAAAACLI/fIXJgz0f2ds/s200/Babycakes+741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I still don't know if I'm a big fan of them yet. I'm not sure how I feel about the cookie itself. It was good and crisp, but for me tasted a little bland. I also am not a fan of inhaling powdered sugar when I eat my cookie so I chose to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fore go&lt;/span&gt; suffocation this time around :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5UOVKhrI/AAAAAAAACLY/BaEB-rcHWjQ/s1600-h/Babycakes+744.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275044820653082290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5UOVKhrI/AAAAAAAACLY/BaEB-rcHWjQ/s200/Babycakes+744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt; more to bake and plenty more to decorate, so stay tuned for more Holiday Baking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5TH6AvGI/AAAAAAAACLA/ur-s169n2m0/s1600-h/Babycakes+750.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275044801748712546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5TH6AvGI/AAAAAAAACLA/ur-s169n2m0/s200/Babycakes+750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-753992969872389969?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/753992969872389969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=753992969872389969' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/753992969872389969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/753992969872389969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-holiday-season.html' title='It&apos;s the Holiday Season'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/STS5T8xOloI/AAAAAAAACLQ/QZN6hY_I05Q/s72-c/Babycakes+735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2026533922885602881</id><published>2008-11-25T07:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T07:45:17.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><title type='text'>What came first, the pumpkin or the pecan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yahoo! We are just days away from my second favorite holiday, Thanksgiving. There are a few reasons why i love this holiday. I would like to say that the first reason is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; food, but I'd be lying. The biggest reason I love Thanksgiving is that I get to spend of full day of cooking, laughing and sharing memories with my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNwF7ATpI/AAAAAAAACKQ/4FXSlWeFerw/s1600-h/Babycakes+690.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272604383618551442" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNwF7ATpI/AAAAAAAACKQ/4FXSlWeFerw/s200/Babycakes+690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my house we start cooking the night before actual Turkey Day. We have to make the cornbread for the stuffing (or dressing as we call it), pies are made the night before, and we also make a breakfast casserole to have in the morning. Then, at the crack of dawn on Thursday Mom and I are up, with coffee in hand and we are chopping away. Celery, onions, sausage, all meet the knife, and we are thankful for their sacrifice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNwq1bGxI/AAAAAAAACKY/VyBliAcoF-U/s1600-h/Babycakes+687.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272604393527253778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNwq1bGxI/AAAAAAAACKY/VyBliAcoF-U/s200/Babycakes+687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day is filled with me, Mom and Dad moving about the kitchen, with pots clinking, burners boiling, and Mr. Turkey roasting away. The smells fill the kitchen quickly and little by little the magic starts to happen. Deviled eggs are made, green been casserole is browned, pea salad is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;refrigerating&lt;/span&gt;, marshmallows on the sweet potatoes are melting, biscuits are rising, gravy is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thickening&lt;/span&gt;, cranberries are jellied, pickled and olives are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;trayed&lt;/span&gt; and of course Mr. Turkey is carved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNvnYzhrI/AAAAAAAACKI/npjP9N72j8I/s1600-h/Babycakes+698.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272604375422043826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNvnYzhrI/AAAAAAAACKI/npjP9N72j8I/s200/Babycakes+698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My plate is piled with food, and I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; go back for seconds. The crowd of family now moves to the living room to surround the TV and watch some football. The dogs sit close and stare with puppy dogs eyes, begging for a morsel. After a few hours and some games, the pies, pumpkin and pecan, are unveiled, coffee is brewed, wine is opened and we all sit around the table talking about memories past. This is also the time that we bust out the shopping ads and create our plan of attack for the next days shopping mission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOfZHj6AI/AAAAAAAACKg/AHw6BQwuOxY/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2006+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272605196225341442" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOfZHj6AI/AAAAAAAACKg/AHw6BQwuOxY/s200/Thanksgiving+2006+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOgZum33I/AAAAAAAACK4/KPAVh0jGJP0/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2006+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272605213568982898" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOgZum33I/AAAAAAAACK4/KPAVh0jGJP0/s200/Thanksgiving+2006+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is for all of these reasons that I love Thanksgiving. I love spending all day with my family, I love, love the food, I love the football game, I love playing games at the table, and I love to be able to reflect on everything I am thankful for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOf9vTgKI/AAAAAAAACKw/-CQZjaXCtqE/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2006+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272605206055714978" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOf9vTgKI/AAAAAAAACKw/-CQZjaXCtqE/s200/Thanksgiving+2006+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOfrY0HkI/AAAAAAAACKo/jQp0M5byaWE/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2006+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272605201129545282" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwOfrY0HkI/AAAAAAAACKo/jQp0M5byaWE/s200/Thanksgiving+2006+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This week I was thankful for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; for a few reasons. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Vibi&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lacasserolecarree.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La Casserole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Carrée&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; was our recipe queen this week and she chose Dorie's Thanksgiving Twofer Pie. It's half pumpkin and half pecan. I was so excited about this one, because my pie crust actually worked. When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt; made our blueberry pie, my pie crust was dumped in the trash and store bought was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;substituted&lt;/span&gt;. But not this time! My pie is completely home/hand made! The pumpkin filling had an extra kick thanks to the rum, which I really liked. And I loved the crunchy topping and nutty pecans. If you're anything like my family where we always make a pumpkin pie and a pecan pie, your life may have just got a little easier thanks to this scrumptious hybrid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNvYqCuRI/AAAAAAAACKA/KTRQ3ZB1PuY/s1600-h/Babycakes+704.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272604371467811090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNvYqCuRI/AAAAAAAACKA/KTRQ3ZB1PuY/s200/Babycakes+704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2026533922885602881?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2026533922885602881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2026533922885602881' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2026533922885602881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2026533922885602881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-came-first-pumpkin-or-pecan.html' title='What came first, the pumpkin or the pecan?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSwNwF7ATpI/AAAAAAAACKQ/4FXSlWeFerw/s72-c/Babycakes+690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4435344275419265059</id><published>2008-11-21T07:19:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T07:49:39.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>A-ha...kinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I could have an "A-ha" moment. Deep down inside I really have an urge to change my life, do something different and achieve my career goals. Only problem is I don't know what that career is. My mind has changed so many times that I have no clue anymore of what I want to do. I'd really like to start my own business, my &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ultimate goal would be some kind of bake shop. But, I'm not financially ready for that step yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbE-loMZZI/AAAAAAAACJo/ZIKznjmu8nI/s1600-h/Babycakes+681.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271116993415374226" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbE-loMZZI/AAAAAAAACJo/ZIKznjmu8nI/s200/Babycakes+681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So my mind wanders to other things. Personal Trainer, Real Estate Agent, something in Magazine Design, or even going to school to get my Masters...in what, I don't know. And with times being a little tough these days I feel like I would like to have a second source of income. I don't necessarily want to get another job. I'd like to find something easy that I could do in my "afterwork" hours, that doesn't have me working another 5 hours at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbFAk0ziDI/AAAAAAAACJw/ZcSXteVJ8Hw/s1600-h/Babycakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271117027559573554" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbFAk0ziDI/AAAAAAAACJw/ZcSXteVJ8Hw/s200/Babycakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just have so many thoughts running through my mind and I don't know how to sort them, where to take them, or what to do with them. I think about the woman that I want to be. Successful, financially independent, respected, entrepreneur, and innovative. Its connecting the dots to get to that woman that I'm having problems with. I just keep praying that while I'm having my coffee one morning I will all the sudden say "A-ha" I know now what it all means!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbFBWUQmSI/AAAAAAAACJ4/LU06cQQrpC8/s1600-h/Babycakes+678.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271117040844839202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbFBWUQmSI/AAAAAAAACJ4/LU06cQQrpC8/s200/Babycakes+678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until that day comes, I had an "A-ha" moment with this cake. I saw a recipe on Epicurious.com for Brown_Sugar Spice Cake with Caramelized Apples. The cake sounded so warm and comforting, some thing to help lift my spirits. Only problem was I didn't have any apples. Think, think, think. A-ha!!! I've had this jar of Pomegranate Jelly forever, and a can of pears in the pantry that needed to be used. So I figured I mix them together for my topping, and what do you know, I had one of the best cake I have ever, ever made! The flavors were so reminiscent of fall, and matched perfectly together that I found myself dying for another piece. At least I had some sort of an "A-ha" moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbE-S25aTI/AAAAAAAACJg/RzLttTrA01Y/s1600-h/Babycakes+680.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271116988376770866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbE-S25aTI/AAAAAAAACJg/RzLttTrA01Y/s200/Babycakes+680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brown-Sugar Spice Cake with Warm Pear-Pomegranate Compote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adapted from Epicurious.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground allspice&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;1 stick (1/2 cup) unsalted butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup packed light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup dark amber or Grade B maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Put oven rack in middle position and preheat oven to 350°F. Lightly butter and flour cake pan, knocking out excess flour.Whisk together flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, and spices in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Beat together butter and brown sugar in a large bowl with an electric mixer at medium speed until pale and fluffy. Beat in egg until combined. Add maple syrup, sour cream, and vanilla and beat until combined well. Reduce speed to low and add flour mixture, then mix until just incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;Spread batter in cake pan and bake until cake is golden brown and a wooden pick or skewer inserted in center comes out clean, 35 to 40 minutes. Cool in pan on a rack 10 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup pomegranate jelly&lt;br /&gt;1 can of pear halves, cubed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place both the jelly and the pears in a bowl and microwave for 2 minutes, or until jelly have liquified. Mash pears, slightly to add texture. Spoon mixture over cooled cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4435344275419265059?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4435344275419265059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4435344275419265059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4435344275419265059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4435344275419265059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-i-could-have-a-ha-moment.html' title='A-ha...kinda'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSbE-loMZZI/AAAAAAAACJo/ZIKznjmu8nI/s72-c/Babycakes+681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2105096466264758194</id><published>2008-11-18T07:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:28:09.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>High Spirits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's time to kick off Holiday Season! This year, the holidays are a little more special to me because I'm living on my own. It's my first time to ever go out and buy Christmas decor, decorate my own tree and host my own cocktail parties. Ever since I was little I always dreamed about this! I know, you may think it's silly, but I was raised in a Christmas loving family. My mom, god love her, has an entire shed in the backyard dedicated to Christmas decor. Every year our house would transform into this magical wonderland full of Gingerbread Kitchen, Snowmen Living Room, Santa Family Room. Every room had it's own theme, and there wasn't one spot of the house left untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLMX0B3t1I/AAAAAAAACJQ/F7h42lsKhqo/s1600-h/Babycakes+666.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269999223452448594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLMX0B3t1I/AAAAAAAACJQ/F7h42lsKhqo/s200/Babycakes+666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, her magic decorating elf dust has sprinkled its self on me. For now I find myself roaming the stores planning out my themed rooms. Buying up endless amounts of red and green. And with each purchase I make I find my self smiling more and more. I never knew that creating my Christmas Wonderland could lift my spirits so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLMXIc0sKI/AAAAAAAACJA/Q-867FMas_E/s1600-h/Babycakes+668.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269999211754336418" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLMXIc0sKI/AAAAAAAACJA/Q-867FMas_E/s200/Babycakes+668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To compliment my "high spirits" theme, I decided to give my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lesgourmandisesdisa.blogspot.com/2008/11/les-mardis-avec-dorietwd-pouding-au-riz.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Arborio Rice Pudding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; of this week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; challenge some added spirit. When I saw that Isabelle of Les Gourmandes d'Isa chose this recipe I decided to stray away from the original flavors of vanilla and/or chocolate. I wanted a little kick to my rice pudding, so I added a little cinnamon, orange zest and Grand Marnier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLMXZCl6TI/AAAAAAAACJI/YHLOkaKO6ys/s1600-h/Babycakes+660.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269999216207718706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLMXZCl6TI/AAAAAAAACJI/YHLOkaKO6ys/s200/Babycakes+660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I also noticed that many TWD-ers were having probably with their puddings being to liquidy, so I actually used 1/2 c of rice and reduced the milk by about 3/4 of a cup. I was left with silky, creamy, orange-y rice pudding. I was tempted to eat my whole margarita glass, but I put the spoon in the dishwasher before I had a chance :) This recipe was such a cinch to make, and has endless possibilities to it. So I raise my glass and toast to the kick off of the Holiday Season, may all your days be merry and bright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLQx3bZrvI/AAAAAAAACJY/IdostCXQxFs/s1600-h/Babycakes+671.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270004069087948530" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLQx3bZrvI/AAAAAAAACJY/IdostCXQxFs/s200/Babycakes+671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2105096466264758194?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2105096466264758194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2105096466264758194' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2105096466264758194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2105096466264758194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/11/high-spirits.html' title='High Spirits'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SSLMX0B3t1I/AAAAAAAACJQ/F7h42lsKhqo/s72-c/Babycakes+666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2714768086297017373</id><published>2008-11-14T16:46:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:44:21.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Turning Old Into New</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With the economy heading south for the winter, the time to stretch every penny is upon us. I find myself now making sure to use every last drop of milk, saving every last piece of chicken thinking that I can use it as part of my lunch the next day, even using my tea bags twice or reheating old coffee just to save a few bucks. The funny thing is, that it actually feels a little rewarding to find new, inventive ways to pinch the penny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5EMcqYm0I/AAAAAAAACIY/h9w8xOpx6fI/s1600-h/Babycakes+641.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268723594713144130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5EMcqYm0I/AAAAAAAACIY/h9w8xOpx6fI/s200/Babycakes+641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, after successfully baking TWD Kugelhopf and having two or three slices of it, I was left staring at a whole loaf of Kugelhopf that was almost destined to make it to the trash. Not that I wanted to throw it away, but I just couldn't eat that much Kugelhopf on my own! When I thought all hope was lost for my little friend, a spark of hope glimmered in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5EMiVV9WI/AAAAAAAACIg/C9OMyFdIN-o/s1600-h/Babycakes+649.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268723596235502946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5EMiVV9WI/AAAAAAAACIg/C9OMyFdIN-o/s200/Babycakes+649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That spark of hope is called bread pudding! That's right! I took my crusty three day old Kugelhopf and turned it into a White Chocolate Pecan Bread Pudding. Since cool dark nights are swallowing the sunshine of my day earlier and earlier, I couldn't think of anything better to cuttle up to than a warm bowl of bread pudding. And kugelhopf is actually a great "bread" to use, it was crusty on the top, but light and custardy throughout the center. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5EM6tsRuI/AAAAAAAACIo/dDvtZeg_ktg/s1600-h/Babycakes+655.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268723602780079842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5EM6tsRuI/AAAAAAAACIo/dDvtZeg_ktg/s200/Babycakes+655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To all of you out there who are battling these tough times, I raise my spoon to you and say Show Them What You're Made Of! Because we are a nation, a species, a world who have overcome many, many tough times. We will make it through this, just as we have before and come out on top, stronger and ready to face a new day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5ENcc-wdI/AAAAAAAACIw/KD-BnplhP0I/s1600-h/Babycakes+652.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268723611836793298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5ENcc-wdI/AAAAAAAACIw/KD-BnplhP0I/s200/Babycakes+652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;White Chocolate Pecan Bread Pudding with Cinnamon Syrup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3/4 c whole milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3/4 c half and half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 c sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 tablespoon vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 tablespoon cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dash of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 eggs beaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 1/2 c (1/2 inch) cubes of Dorie Greenspan's Kugelhopf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/4 c white chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 c chopped pecans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Directions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Combine milk through eggs in a bowl and whisk together. Place Kugelhopf cubes into 8 inch baking dish coated with cooking spray. Pour milk mixture over Kugelhopf. Press down on bread to absorb the milk mixture. Sprinkle white chocolate chips and pecans over top. Cover with foil and refrigerate for 30 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Place baking dish in a 13x9 pan, add hot water to pan to the depth of 1 inch. Bake, covered, for 20 minutes. Remove foil and bake and additional 10 - 20 minutes, until wooden skewer comes out clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinnamon Syrup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 c water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 c packed brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 tablespoons whipping cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Combine water and brown sugar in saucepan and bring to boil over high heat, stirring until sugar dissolves. Boil for about 10 minutes, until mixture is reduced to about a cup. Remove from heat, and whisk in the cream and cinnamon. Keep sauce warm and serve over warm bread pudding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2714768086297017373?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2714768086297017373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2714768086297017373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2714768086297017373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2714768086297017373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/11/turning-old-into-new.html' title='Turning Old Into New'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SR5EMcqYm0I/AAAAAAAACIY/h9w8xOpx6fI/s72-c/Babycakes+641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2644480032592034364</id><published>2008-11-11T08:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:01:39.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><title type='text'>Rising Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmquQfJP9I/AAAAAAAACHo/REVzRMtaZdM/s1600-h/Knee+Surgery+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428950862806994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmquQfJP9I/AAAAAAAACHo/REVzRMtaZdM/s200/Knee+Surgery+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello Blog World!! I am so happy to be back! My surgery went perfectly, although they did discover that I have arthritis at the age of 24, but other than that all is fine. I am now in my recovery stage. Today was the first day, in three weeks, that I was allowed to take my stiff-leg brace off. And boy does it feel good to bend (slighty) my knee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmquhWhLrI/AAAAAAAACHw/ja_Gv5DUKJ8/s1600-h/Knee+Surgery+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428955390029490" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmquhWhLrI/AAAAAAAACHw/ja_Gv5DUKJ8/s200/Knee+Surgery+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmqvfaysDI/AAAAAAAACH4/e0422DS2v1A/s1600-h/Knee+Surgery+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428972050952242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmqvfaysDI/AAAAAAAACH4/e0422DS2v1A/s200/Knee+Surgery+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As with todays' &lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I feel like I am rising again, on my way back to my full potential. It's gonna take some time to be completely 100%, but like a good Kugelhopf (chosen by &lt;a href="http://allpurposegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yolanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of the All-purpose Girl), it's all about the waiting process! I don't think there couldn't have been a better chosen recipe to represent these last few weeks for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmqvsLY6OI/AAAAAAAACIA/LCVs_Jrts3Y/s1600-h/Babycakes+619.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428975476009186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmqvsLY6OI/AAAAAAAACIA/LCVs_Jrts3Y/s200/Babycakes+619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must admit, I was a little nervous about making this recipe, not only because it had been a few weeks since I have even looked at my mixer, but also because of the dreaded word Y-E-A-S-T. As you may remember from the TWD Sticky Buns I was very apprehensive about a yeast recipe, because all of my previous attempts with yeast had failed. But I tell you, there's something about Dorie's recipes that always seem to work out. I now have two successful yeast baked recipes under my belt, and am slowly starting to warm up to the bubbly, fermenting little guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmqv4oh9dI/AAAAAAAACII/K_oBrWIrttA/s1600-h/Babycakes+634.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428978819462610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmqv4oh9dI/AAAAAAAACII/K_oBrWIrttA/s200/Babycakes+634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to switch up my Kugelhopf, maing it a little more suited for the fall season that has hit New Mexico like a shcokwave. So, I opted to used dried cranberries and white chocolate chips. And boy what a match. The sweet/tartness of the cranberries gave the perfect zing the the airy, buttery dough, and the scattered bite of white chocolate was a sweet, melty surprise. And who says you need a traditional Kugelhopf pan? I made half the dough in my Brooche molds, and the other half in a tube pan, and they worked perfectly. I can't wait to make this recipe again, but try different additions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmraxlrJ7I/AAAAAAAACIQ/lLrH71bnekU/s1600-h/Babycakes+637.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267429715662809010" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmraxlrJ7I/AAAAAAAACIQ/lLrH71bnekU/s200/Babycakes+637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2644480032592034364?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2644480032592034364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2644480032592034364' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2644480032592034364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2644480032592034364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/11/rising-again.html' title='Rising Again'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SRmquQfJP9I/AAAAAAAACHo/REVzRMtaZdM/s72-c/Knee+Surgery+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-1557831568349790759</id><published>2008-10-21T06:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T06:11:03.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Minor Leave of Absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just wanted to let you all know that I will be out of the blogging world for a week or two. I'm going into the hospital today to have knee surgery. After years of cheerleading, dancing and marathon running, my young 24 year old knees have finally given up on me, and need to be fixed. I hope to have a speedy recovery and should be back to blogging and baking within a few weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for the support!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-1557831568349790759?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1557831568349790759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=1557831568349790759' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1557831568349790759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1557831568349790759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/10/minor-leave-of-absence.html' title='A Minor Leave of Absence'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-9040368100384604845</id><published>2008-10-14T06:08:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:49:47.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><title type='text'>Light as Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This has to be one of my favorite times of the year. Here in Albuquerque, if you look out your window just as the sun is rising, you'll notice jewel tones filling the sky. You'll hear roaring noises that are floating up above. You'll see people gathering on their porches, in their backyards, and in the street, all staring up at the sky. And for what? This...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeEKT_XdI/AAAAAAAABfo/8YsPkzxCu4w/s1600-h/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000459373075922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeEKT_XdI/AAAAAAAABfo/8YsPkzxCu4w/s200/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeEY1kgBI/AAAAAAAABfw/HZu9LnwTx0o/s1600-h/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000463272017938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeEY1kgBI/AAAAAAAABfw/HZu9LnwTx0o/s200/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta. This world renowned event brings balloonists from all over the world, with balloons of all shapes and sizes to this great city to participate in the World's Largest Balloon Fiesta. The event is a week and a half long and hosts regular Mass Ascentions, Balloon Glows, Special Shapes Rodeos and Glowdeos (Shaped Balloons that fly in the morning and glow at night), and Balloon Races (hundreds of balloon race into the park to grab envelopes off poles that are 15 ft in the air).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeES2KqMI/AAAAAAAABf4/-owbcV7wbT8/s1600-h/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000461663905986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeES2KqMI/AAAAAAAABf4/-owbcV7wbT8/s200/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeD4tcuGI/AAAAAAAABfg/VozEG2IoQZI/s1600-h/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000454648019042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeD4tcuGI/AAAAAAAABfg/VozEG2IoQZI/s200/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeDorctoI/AAAAAAAABfY/6bEhBlQuvSc/s1600-h/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000450344662658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeDorctoI/AAAAAAAABfY/6bEhBlQuvSc/s200/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you ever needed an excuse to travel to Albuquerque, this is it. People begin arriving at the park at 5 am and stay all day to see the over 800 balloons take flight. Of course, to get up that early, it requires a lot of coffee, well for me anyway. We woke up at 4:15 to get ready, and by 5:30 I had already had three cups of coffee. And what goes best with coffee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPUCshH5f8I/AAAAAAAABgY/nlj9J6nybaI/s1600-h/Babycakes+612.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257111103853920194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPUCshH5f8I/AAAAAAAABgY/nlj9J6nybaI/s200/Babycakes+612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPUCtB5OlvI/AAAAAAAABgo/xSl9Vg8Y9eI/s1600-h/Babycakes+617.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257111112650757874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPUCtB5OlvI/AAAAAAAABgo/xSl9Vg8Y9eI/s200/Babycakes+617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPUCs1D2FEI/AAAAAAAABgg/abNzssxLa60/s1600-h/Babycakes+613.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257111109205627970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPUCs1D2FEI/AAAAAAAABgg/abNzssxLa60/s200/Babycakes+613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cranberry Pecan Biscotti of course! Which was this weeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; pick by Gretchen of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://canelaycomino.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Canela &amp;amp; Comino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Gretchen actually picked Lenox Almond Biscotti by Dorie, but I wanted to change out the nut and add some cranberries. I just think cranberries have such a "fall" feeling and I adore them in any type of cookie. These were so lite and crisp, and a perfect mate for my little coffee mug :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-9040368100384604845?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/9040368100384604845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=9040368100384604845' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/9040368100384604845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/9040368100384604845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/10/light-as-air.html' title='Light as Air'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SPSeEKT_XdI/AAAAAAAABfo/8YsPkzxCu4w/s72-c/Balloon+Fiesta+2008+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-1651970511417550696</id><published>2008-10-08T17:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:44:57.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>No Time to Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am so sorry that I don't have time to post about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt; this week. It's is Balloon Fiesta time in Albuquerque, and that means we're up at 4:30 am, out to the balloon field by 5:15 and watching over 700 balloons take off until about 10:30 am. Then it's back home, sleep for a few hours and get back out to the field around 5:00 pm to watch the balloon glows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYDcbxxI/AAAAAAAABe4/mzEiK2pCkM8/s1600-h/Babycakes+584.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254948012917770002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYDcbxxI/AAAAAAAABe4/mzEiK2pCkM8/s200/Babycakes+584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did have time to complete the Caramel Peanut Topped Brownie Cake, and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; that for the first time...Ever...I was able to successfully make caramel. I have had many failed attempts, and this was finally my break through moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYTPju-I/AAAAAAAABfA/1FMbAQ9DPts/s1600-h/Babycakes+600.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254948017158732770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYTPju-I/AAAAAAAABfA/1FMbAQ9DPts/s200/Babycakes+600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I actually switched to pecans, because that was the only thing that I had on hand, and it turned out wonderfully. I took this lovely little cake to work and everybody about died. Which is always my goal when I bring something to work :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYfKVf1I/AAAAAAAABfI/-AaXjvwUKTI/s1600-h/Babycakes+606.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254948020358053714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYfKVf1I/AAAAAAAABfI/-AaXjvwUKTI/s200/Babycakes+606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; members and get the recipe from this week's recipe chooser Tammy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://weetreatsbytammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Wee Treats by Tammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, and make it at home, you'll die with one bit! (But of course you'll go to heaven!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYn7lI2I/AAAAAAAABfQ/oCwXbyjGzZg/s1600-h/Babycakes+597.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254948022712083298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYn7lI2I/AAAAAAAABfQ/oCwXbyjGzZg/s200/Babycakes+597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-1651970511417550696?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1651970511417550696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=1651970511417550696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1651970511417550696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1651970511417550696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-time-to-post.html' title='No Time to Post'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SO1TYDcbxxI/AAAAAAAABe4/mzEiK2pCkM8/s72-c/Babycakes+584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3373872109226385680</id><published>2008-10-02T10:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:10:01.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Fall Harvest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fall is defnitely making a statement here in New Mexico. While the temperature is still a little warm, many signs that fall is here are popping up all around. More and more balloons are filling the skies, which is an indication that Balloon Fiesta is taking flight next weekend. There are pumpkin patch signs popping up all around the city. Creepy ghosts and spooky bats are starting to crowd the porches in my community. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMtHreJmI/AAAAAAAABeY/MoaeI1I3ks8/s1600-h/Babycakes+485.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252618509692577378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMtHreJmI/AAAAAAAABeY/MoaeI1I3ks8/s200/Babycakes+485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a chill to the morning air that takes your breath away, but in a weird way is a little bit comforting. The sun no longer shines past 7 at night, and the rays don't seem to be as scorthing as they once were. Cool breezes whisp through the leaf-filled trees, as a warning that the days off branch exposure are near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMtRjuYHI/AAAAAAAABeg/p10es2g5MUI/s1600-h/Babycakes+487.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252618512344440946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMtRjuYHI/AAAAAAAABeg/p10es2g5MUI/s200/Babycakes+487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Comforting aromas fill the kitchen. Comfort food is slowly making it's way to the nightly menu. Pumpkin puree cans are stocked in the pantry. Baked cinnamony aroma engulfs my body and sense like a warm blanket thats come to protect me from dreary days ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMt3PsMWI/AAAAAAAABeo/URICs19n6aA/s1600-h/Babycakes+491.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252618522460959074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMt3PsMWI/AAAAAAAABeo/URICs19n6aA/s200/Babycakes+491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That baked aroma is the heart warming, soul-soothing Pumpkin Pound Cake. I absolutely love pumpkin, especially in the fall. There's something about pumpkin that drowns all my sorrows and takes away all my fears, leaving me in a moment of sweet serenity. And with a moist and scrumptious cake like this, with a steaming cup of hot tea, it's hard not to completely loose yourself. I'm sad that fall is here, but am happy that pumpkin can rescue me at any time! This recipe was courtesy of &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1559226"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooking Light&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMub_4aTI/AAAAAAAABew/YH0wfvN5nyk/s1600-h/Babycakes+493.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252618532326762802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMub_4aTI/AAAAAAAABew/YH0wfvN5nyk/s200/Babycakes+493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3373872109226385680?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3373872109226385680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3373872109226385680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3373872109226385680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3373872109226385680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-harvest.html' title='Fall Harvest'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOUMtHreJmI/AAAAAAAABeY/MoaeI1I3ks8/s72-c/Babycakes+485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3529638601036898864</id><published>2008-09-29T17:34:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:57:35.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Life's Riches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't it seem that too often we don't reward ourselves? I know, for myself, that I always feel a sense of guilt if I splurge on something special, or buy something that I know I shouldn't, or even eat something that isn't necessarily healthy. I beat myself up over these things and even am to the point where I sometimes feel that I don't deserve my splurges. I scold myself for "rewarding" myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOGUPkBfRrI/AAAAAAAABeA/noleXb1pn6M/s1600-h/Babycakes+541.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251641635579578034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOGUPkBfRrI/AAAAAAAABeA/noleXb1pn6M/s200/Babycakes+541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It wasn't until recently that I realized&lt;/span&gt; how unhealthy not splurging is. If I tell myself that I can't have a hamburger or a donut, I'll end up binging out on ice cream. If I tell myself that I'm not worth a pedicure twice a month then I feel like I can't spend my hard earned money on two days a month of pampering myself. If I don't allow myself to buy things for my new apartment, then I always come to home to an empty house, which makes me feel depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now don't get me wrong, I"m not saying that I'm gonna run out and buy a brand new car just because I've been wanting one for a few years and fell like I deserve it. I think there are smart ways to splurge on yourself to keep you from getting stuck in a rut. I also think that the occasional smart splurge can take you to a higher place, mentally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOGUQC4nuPI/AAAAAAAABeI/-3SWA7q6m2Q/s1600-h/Babycakes+542.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251641643863881970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOGUQC4nuPI/AAAAAAAABeI/-3SWA7q6m2Q/s200/Babycakes+542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For example, when I'm&lt;/span&gt; able to eat the finest food in my little one bedroom, 812 sq ft apartment, it takes me somewhere else mentally. I can picture myself sitting at a fine dinning restaurant, surrounded by first class people. It's incredible to be able to bring that sense of "high class" home with you. That's exactly the feeling I got with this week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; recipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have always thought of Creme Brulee as something very fancy, hard time make and only worthy to touch the lips of people who have a lot of money. I don't know where this impression came from, but I'm sure My Best Friend's Wedding didn't help my thoughts of Creme Brulee. And I had my doubts when Mari of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mevrouwcupcake.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mevrouw Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; chose Dorie's Creme Brulee. But I was amazed to find out how easy the recipe actually is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOGUQBzJwmI/AAAAAAAABeQ/WFZS1VTUOVI/s1600-h/Babycakes+544.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251641643572511330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOGUQBzJwmI/AAAAAAAABeQ/WFZS1VTUOVI/s200/Babycakes+544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanted to kick my Creme Brulee up a notch, since plain Creme Brulee just wasn't fancy enough, so I steeped some Chai Tea bags into my&lt;/span&gt; milk, and added cinnamon to my egg mixture. Within five minutes I had completed my Creme Brulee batter! It was just that simple. The result was amazing! Very creamy and exotic tasting, yet comforting to the soul. Which taught me one thing. I don't have to be high class or non-splurgant to enjoy in life's riches! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3529638601036898864?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3529638601036898864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3529638601036898864' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3529638601036898864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3529638601036898864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifes-riches.html' title='Life&apos;s Riches'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SOGUPkBfRrI/AAAAAAAABeA/noleXb1pn6M/s72-c/Babycakes+541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-6372251853991718258</id><published>2008-09-26T15:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:29:22.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>My Big Fat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are so many things that could finish this title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First things that comes to mind is My Big Fat Crazy Family. (But I'm sure many bloggers could say the same thing). I'm tellin' you my family is a crazy group of people. First there's Dad, who is ultra reserved until Coors Light shows up, which turns Dad in to a fun loving, joke crackin', "what'd you say?", kinda guy. He often has many moments of forgetfulness too. You can tell him something one minute, and two minutes later he'll have totally forgot what you said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vDSfoTMI/AAAAAAAABdY/N96fU8v35lI/s1600-h/Babycakes+509.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474842878659778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vDSfoTMI/AAAAAAAABdY/N96fU8v35lI/s200/Babycakes+509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then there's Mom. She's a crazy lady&lt;/span&gt; who can totally keep herself entertained. I remember, as a kid, she would make up the dumbest jokes and she would die laughing over them for about an hour. For example, here in New Mexico there's a little city know for its caverns called Carlsbad. Well we had gone down to Carlsbad for a family vacation, and Mom's big joke was "Oh Carl's bad". We just looked at her with a blank stare as she broke out in laughter. Thank goodness she decided not to become a comedian :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vDo-ZaFI/AAAAAAAABdg/g2UzqeCZcj0/s1600-h/Babycakes+515.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474848913287250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vDo-ZaFI/AAAAAAAABdg/g2UzqeCZcj0/s200/Babycakes+515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Third is me. And I&lt;/span&gt; already know that I'm a nuthead. I'm ultra controlling, things have to be done my way or no way. (Which is something I'm working on desperately to fix). I'm also very silly and stupid. Andy hates it, but I always talk in weird voices or constantly quote from movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vD9tzuXI/AAAAAAAABdo/O8ynN-hIrEk/s1600-h/Babycakes+522.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474854480853362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vD9tzuXI/AAAAAAAABdo/O8ynN-hIrEk/s200/Babycakes+522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally is Chris, my younger brother. He's always making up these crazy inventions. We used to have a big huge trampoline&lt;/span&gt; outside called, The Tramp. Well Chris came up with this crazy idea to take the wheels off his bike and put padding all over the frame. He then proceed to use the padded bike to do flips and tricks on The Tramp, kinda like a motorcross rider does tricks off a dirt ramp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, I guess every family has their crazy stories. With those stories come some of the fondest memories, hardest laughs and face streaming tears. And there is no way I would trade my crazy family for anything in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vD1awRGI/AAAAAAAABd4/ZEXnd1xwdC4/s1600-h/Babycakes+526.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474852253451362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vD1awRGI/AAAAAAAABd4/ZEXnd1xwdC4/s200/Babycakes+526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, of all the&lt;/span&gt; things that I could use to complete the My Big Fat title , I would say that My Big Fat Chocolate Chip Cookie would have to be the best choice! Months ago I watched Bobby Flay throw down with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.levainbakery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Levain Bakery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, and I was star struck. These cookies from Levain were the biggest cookies I had ever seen. I slowly started seeing copycat recipes pop up and finally decided to give them a try. I used this recipe from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cookiemadness.net/?p=1537"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cookie Madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, but made one small change. I found a Lindt chocolate bar that had a cherry chile filing, so I chopped that up and substituted it for half of the regular chocolate chips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vDxnsYbI/AAAAAAAABdw/aHrnA1NICrk/s1600-h/Babycakes+532.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474851233980850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vDxnsYbI/AAAAAAAABdw/aHrnA1NICrk/s200/Babycakes+532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cannot tell you how&lt;/span&gt; good these were! Each cookie is 4 ounces, which you can see from the picture. They were so big that the 12 cookies were overflowing out of my cookie jar. I'm sure this shouldn't be a problem though seeing as I don't think they'll last very long. So here's to many Big Fat things in our lives that end up being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the greatest blessings (in disguise).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-6372251853991718258?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6372251853991718258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=6372251853991718258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6372251853991718258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6372251853991718258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-big-fat.html' title='My Big Fat...'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SN1vDSfoTMI/AAAAAAAABdY/N96fU8v35lI/s72-c/Babycakes+509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-6405982637478469788</id><published>2008-09-22T19:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:56:07.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Life is Full of Dimples</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dimples...isn't that one of those facial features that everyone wishes they had? Dimples are always a sign of innocence and beauty. A feature, whose goal is to cause envy. Envy of a smile that is so stunningly cute that it was poked at the end, like an exclamation point of a sentence. As with dimples, there are many other things about other people, and the way they live their lives that I envy and am jealous about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ53Wt6xI/AAAAAAAABdI/9Hq9x40-PWk/s1600-h/Babycakes+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044216346962706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ53Wt6xI/AAAAAAAABdI/9Hq9x40-PWk/s200/Babycakes+460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of those things is, and it seems so simple, is belonging to a book club. I, for the longest time, had heard people talk about book clubs and the tons of books that they are able to read, and share with others. I had a friend in college, who was an ARMY wive, that belonged to the "ARMY Wives Book Club". Everywhere I turned, book club, book club! Oprah's book club, Barnes and Nobles book club. U-G-H!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ5kccILI/AAAAAAAABdA/nWTegwJp3VE/s1600-h/Babycakes+483.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044211270688946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ5kccILI/AAAAAAAABdA/nWTegwJp3VE/s200/Babycakes+483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until January 2008, when my best friend Annmarie and I had had it! We were going to start our own book club. Our very first book was "Kite Runner". That book ended up being one of my all time favorite books. We try to get through a book a month, sometimes it takes us a month and a half. We are currently reading "The Hours", and I have no complaints so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ5X4theI/AAAAAAAABc4/XBGYlh9PsIE/s1600-h/Babycakes+475.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044207899608546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ5X4theI/AAAAAAAABc4/XBGYlh9PsIE/s200/Babycakes+475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's so great to share a love for books with someone, be able to sit down, over a cup of coffee and talk about what&lt;/span&gt; we as individuals are taking from the book. We have decided to keep our book club at a two person limit. Not that we don't want to share our club with anyone else, but as two young adults we feel that the start of our book club is something sacred. Something that the two of us can share in, hoping that others look at us the way I look at dimples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ5JGAmKI/AAAAAAAABcw/N2qHVqdifFc/s1600-h/Babycakes+480.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044203928852642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ5JGAmKI/AAAAAAAABcw/N2qHVqdifFc/s200/Babycakes+480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While immersed in my September book, I couldn't help but also be introduced to the perfect book reading cake!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dorie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; Dimply Plum Cake (except made with Peaches) was the perfect compliment to my cup of Chai Tea and an hour on the couch with the women of "The Hours". Michelle of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bake-en.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bake-En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; couldn't have picked a better recipe for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ6mTJZJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/Y8ZTdD8zrDg/s1600-h/Babycakes+479.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249044228948452498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ6mTJZJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/Y8ZTdD8zrDg/s200/Babycakes+479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As mentioned earlier, I traded plums for peaches. I am a die hard peach fan and decided that grapefruit zest might&lt;/span&gt; make an interesting accent flavor. Sprinkle in a little cinnamon and you've got one heck of a cake. The peaches were so sweet, but were hit with a little grapefruit punch right at the end. And the cake is so buttery and light that I had to force myself to stay away from the pan. Here's to everyone whose every turned envy into passion and love&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-6405982637478469788?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6405982637478469788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=6405982637478469788' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6405982637478469788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6405982637478469788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-full-of-dimples.html' title='Life is Full of Dimples'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNhZ53Wt6xI/AAAAAAAABdI/9Hq9x40-PWk/s72-c/Babycakes+460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3833234763569619268</id><published>2008-09-17T19:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:53:51.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><title type='text'>It's Alive!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's Alive! It's Alive! Buhhaaaaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My camera that is! As many of you know, new puppy Chloe tore my USB cord to shred, so I've been using my cell phone to upload my pictures (which has been a real pain in my ass). But, yesterday Andy and I went to WalMart to buy some groceries. We were kind of wandering around and happened up the Electronics department. "Do you think they'll have my cord?" "Doesn't hurt to get check..." So off I went to the counter to ask the almighty question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNKHVonMcGI/AAAAAAAABco/beSAbn10f8s/s1600-h/Babycakes+449.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247405321588863074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNKHVonMcGI/AAAAAAAABco/beSAbn10f8s/s200/Babycakes+449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Well no we don't carry those those cords here," Mr. Man with a big Santa beard said. "But, if you're only looking to upload your pictures on to the computer we have a memory stick for it." He guides me over to the large rack of camera accessories and picks up this tiny plastic package. "This here device lets you take your memory card out of the camera, and upload the pictures to the computer." BRILLIANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so excited to get home and try it out. But, I have to admit, I was a little skeptical. I just had a bad feeling that this new toy just wasn't going to work. I took it out of the package (fingers crossed) and stuck it into my USB port. Then, with a hope and a prayer, I took out my memory card and inserted in to the little device. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNKHU-_EpXI/AAAAAAAABcY/-nXVrkbjCOc/s1600-h/Babycakes+453.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247405310414726514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNKHU-_EpXI/AAAAAAAABcY/-nXVrkbjCOc/s200/Babycakes+453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next thing I knew I hard a "ba-ding" from my computer letting me know that it had reckognized a new device. And suddenly, to my heart's amazement the screen for my picture download came up!!!! WOO-HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I give you my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foolforfood.de/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Chocolate Chunkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;!! Thanks WalMart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNKHVJSt_II/AAAAAAAABcg/8b3PgxNfjpA/s1600-h/Babycakes+456.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247405313181482114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNKHVJSt_II/AAAAAAAABcg/8b3PgxNfjpA/s200/Babycakes+456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3833234763569619268?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3833234763569619268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3833234763569619268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3833234763569619268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3833234763569619268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-alive.html' title='It&apos;s Alive!!!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SNKHVonMcGI/AAAAAAAABco/beSAbn10f8s/s72-c/Babycakes+449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2529518525715188397</id><published>2008-09-13T12:46:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:49:27.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>The Adventures of Chloe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A day in the life of Chloe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMxCkq62T4I/AAAAAAAABcQ/Mv2iWkNwm7Q/s1600-h/mail7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245640863743627138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMxCkq62T4I/AAAAAAAABcQ/Mv2iWkNwm7Q/s200/mail7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2:30 am - Wake up with Baxter, follow him to front door and whine to go outside. Keep whining until Mom wakes up and bring me my pink leash. As soon as I see Mom I start swaying this long thing back by my legs that Mom and Dad call a tail. Mom grabs my leash and I start jumping for joy. The big door to the outside finally opens and I am free...for 5 minutes. I love feeling the breeze blow through my hair, but hate the wet pokey grass sticking me in the feet. I run to the front door and scratch to get in, because I am dying for a cookie! I hate when Mom makes me do tricks for my cookie though, oh well. No tricks, no cookie. I gobble my cookie up quick-quick, because Baxter chews fast and I hate sharing. Back to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZhDmn2vI/AAAAAAAABbw/SRxtjyGhMjc/s1600-h/mail3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245595721673464562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZhDmn2vI/AAAAAAAABbw/SRxtjyGhMjc/s200/mail3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 am - Whoa! It's time to wake up! Mom's in the shower and I gotta get in there to steal the blue things that she always wears on her feet. This is the only time those things aren't guarded so I gotta grab them quick. Aha, got 'em! Now out to the living room to chew on them...ah damn, Mom's yelling at me to bring them back. Quick hide, then she'll never know it was me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZh0UVzzI/AAAAAAAABcI/Af_Pewtivr4/s1600-h/mail5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245595734750121778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZh0UVzzI/AAAAAAAABcI/Af_Pewtivr4/s200/mail5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 am - Eat some breakfast. Go out on porch, sniff around for crazy flying critters that I can jump at. I see Baxter staring at me and challenge him to a dual. He hates when I bite the ears, so that's the first thing I go for! Now the feet, now poke him in the side with my nose. Now whack him with my "tail" weapon! Ha ha, he runs away to Mom...I win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 am - Mom leaves to work, Dad goes shortly after. I hunt around for fun things to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZgR9SWpI/AAAAAAAABbo/SH7dvoOGrhE/s1600-h/mail7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245595708346751634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZgR9SWpI/AAAAAAAABbo/SH7dvoOGrhE/s200/mail7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00 pm - Mom's back and finds out that I found some treasures. I don't know why she seems unhappy. I did a good job at tearing all those cords up! I even got in the bathroom and cleaned out the trash, I should be getting a cookie for all of my help! Egh- oh well. If I give her kisses she'll forgive me...I'm not worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 pm - Mom and Dad stay in the kitchen making lots of noise, but things smell so yummy. I'm jealous. I beg for a taste, but they never give in. Wait, what's this? Ah my squeaky duck it glaring at me, he wants to wrestle. ATTACK! I fling him around to get him a little confused then I bite at his belly, SQUEAK SQUEAK. Yeah, take that, and that! Now I tear at the face, his fluff is going everywhere! I win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZhRoLOiI/AAAAAAAABb4/AOGYMQNBLCc/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245595725438073378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMwZhRoLOiI/AAAAAAAABb4/AOGYMQNBLCc/s200/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 pm - Finally it's bedtime, I'm exhausted. At least I know I beat all my competitors today. And now I dream about treasures to find tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The smell that Chloe smelled this particular evening was my Banana Peanut Butter Chip Cake with Caramel Drizzle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Banana Peanut Butter Chip Cake with Caramel Drizzle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 box yellow cake mix&lt;br /&gt;1 c mashed bananas&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c water&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 bag of peanut butter chips&lt;br /&gt;Jar of caramel sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oven to 350, spray 13x9 baking dish with nonstick spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In large bowl, beat cake mix, bananas, water, oil, eggs and vanilla extract with electric mixer on low speed 30 seconds. Beat on medium speed 2 minutes. Pour into pan. Sprinkle peanut butter chips evenly over batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until cake springs back when touched lightly in center. Run knife around sides of pan to loosen cake. Cool completely, about 1 hour. Pour caramel sauce overtop and serve.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2529518525715188397?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2529518525715188397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2529518525715188397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2529518525715188397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2529518525715188397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/09/adventures-of-chloe.html' title='The Adventures of Chloe'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMxCkq62T4I/AAAAAAAABcQ/Mv2iWkNwm7Q/s72-c/mail7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3393971567953860602</id><published>2008-09-08T20:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:25:04.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><title type='text'>Compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This week's theme is compromise. I am trying to compromise with my camera (see previous post for info). I had this ingenious idea that my video camera can take pictures, and that was going to be the solution to my problems. Only problem was the battery on the cam-corder is dead, and the charger is at my parents house. Ok, I'll compromise...I'll go over to their house and get the charger. Yes, yes, yes! I was so excited on the way home thinking that I had my camera problem all figured out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX56mE3xMI/AAAAAAAABbg/1tOFK76Ud3I/s1600-h/mail4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243872126191518914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX56mE3xMI/AAAAAAAABbg/1tOFK76Ud3I/s200/mail4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I pull out the cam-corder and realize it's the wrong charger. That's just great! As I look around the house trying to get an idea of what else I can use for my pictures I glance at my phone to check the time. Wait a minute! My phone takes pictures! Yes, that's right. It takes pictures I can totally e-mail them to myself and post them on my blog. Problem solved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX56cWSntI/AAAAAAAABbY/z4KEFnvABRk/s1600-h/mail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243872123580227282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX56cWSntI/AAAAAAAABbY/z4KEFnvABRk/s200/mail2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, turns out that the pictures aren't the best quality, but you know what, at least it's a picture! And that is good enough for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX2O6tVbdI/AAAAAAAABbI/Jzh2-UwLHfA/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243868077280816594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX2O6tVbdI/AAAAAAAABbI/Jzh2-UwLHfA/s200/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Being on the theme of compromise, I decided to "compromise" this week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tuesday with Dorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; recipe a little bit. Rachel of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tangerine-tart.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Confession of a Tangerine Tart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; chose a most fabulous chocolatey cookie. Da-da-da-daaaaaa...Chocolate Whopper Malted Drops!! And might I say, if you like chocolate, this is the cookie for you! The recipe calls for regular Whoppers and Chocolate Chips, which I had to compromise with Reese's Peanut Butter Whoppers and Peanut Butter Chips. I'm an addict for chocolate and PB, and these cookies hit the spot. The chocolate fudigness of the cookies really brought out the nutty PB flavor, and are great dunkers in a glass of cold milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Obviously these were a hit with Andy, because I made these cookies in the morning, and by bedtime, this is what my cookie jar looked like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX56IQbGbI/AAAAAAAABbQ/UfzXUNjvU1w/s1600-h/mail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243872118186908082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX56IQbGbI/AAAAAAAABbQ/UfzXUNjvU1w/s200/mail1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bake on Bloggers!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3393971567953860602?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3393971567953860602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3393971567953860602' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3393971567953860602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3393971567953860602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/09/compromise.html' title='Compromise'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SMX56mE3xMI/AAAAAAAABbg/1tOFK76Ud3I/s72-c/mail4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-563026700831158153</id><published>2008-09-02T11:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:25:12.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is NOT How I Planned It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy and I got a new puppy!! For Andy's birthday I decided to surprise him with our new little addition. She's a six month old black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;terrier&lt;/span&gt; mix, who has the sweetest face ever! Andy was so excited, because he hasn't had his "own" dog since he was eight!! We decided to name our little girl Chloe. At first she was a little shy, I adopted her from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ABQ&lt;/span&gt; Animal Shelter, but she warmed up to us in a hurry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had it all planned out that I was going to post about Chloe and show you guys just how cute she is. I planned to introduce her to the world in addition to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt; post. Keyword her is planned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After working on Sunday, I came home to find that Chloe loves electronics. So much so that she chewed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;USB&lt;/span&gt; cord for my camera in half! Yes, people, she had no mercy on the poor little cord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After my shock and anger passed I thought, "no biggie I'll just go to Best Buy and get a new one". Don't we wish it were that easy. Of course Best Buy doesn't carry the stupid cord, they tell me that I have to buy it from the Sony website.   ...ugh! Fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I get home, look up the Sony website, and to my disbelief the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FREAKIN&lt;/span&gt; thing is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;backorder&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!! At that point I was livid because that means that I have no way to post pictures to my blog!!! (And I have no clue when I'll be able to next)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I plan on writing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt; post, but it will not have any pictures :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blog world, meet my new puppy Chloe (who you can't see)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-563026700831158153?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/563026700831158153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=563026700831158153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/563026700831158153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/563026700831158153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-not-how-i-planned-it.html' title='This is NOT How I Planned It!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-6967587282830944972</id><published>2008-08-27T18:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:12:53.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>TWD: One Day Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIleUwIkI/AAAAAAAABac/A7XloEISz6k/s1600-h/Babycakes+436.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239384656380437058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIleUwIkI/AAAAAAAABac/A7XloEISz6k/s200/Babycakes+436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aah!! It's Wednesday and I'm writing my post for &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I don't really know what happened, but I realized about an hour ago that I forgot to write my post. DUH!!! So here it is, better late than never!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIkp966gI/AAAAAAAABaE/xL88exyFHG4/s1600-h/Babycakes+422.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239384642326030850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIkp966gI/AAAAAAAABaE/xL88exyFHG4/s200/Babycakes+422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am so glad that Amy, of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://foodfamilyandfun.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Food, Family, and Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; picked and icy treat for this week. Seeing as how summer is coming to close, I wanna get all my ice cream eating in that I can. And boy was this one a good one! Dorie's Chocolate Banded Ice Cream Torte was amazing!! Who doesn't love ice cream with ganache? I DO, I DO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIk3gyN4I/AAAAAAAABaM/K8SKio4SmRA/s1600-h/Babycakes+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239384645961922434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIk3gyN4I/AAAAAAAABaM/K8SKio4SmRA/s200/Babycakes+423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must admit however that I am not a huge fan of raspberry ice cream, so I had to adjust the recipe a little bit. I started thinking about my favorite ice creams and right away cookie dough popped into my head. I wouldn't know how perfect an idea this was until the next day when I went out to dinner...Andy and I had gone to Jason's Deli and I was giving a blessing. After we ordered our dinner the lady at the counter asked us if we wanted to buy a bag of cookies pieces. Apparently there was a new hire who tried to take the cookies of the tray a little too soon and all they were left with was chucks of cookies. And at $0.50 a bag how could I resist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIlB4VhDI/AAAAAAAABaU/KtFmtMnOYCY/s1600-h/Babycakes+432.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239384648745059378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIlB4VhDI/AAAAAAAABaU/KtFmtMnOYCY/s200/Babycakes+432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew immediately these were gonna go into my ice cream treat. When we got home I was ready to start on my Torte. I poured a cup of coffee, ready to begin the ganache when another spark of genius hit me...Kahlua in the ganache? Dare I? Heck yes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIlklMGwI/AAAAAAAABak/mQapPnU1P8E/s1600-h/Babycakes+437.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239384658059991810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIlklMGwI/AAAAAAAABak/mQapPnU1P8E/s200/Babycakes+437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My little torte turned into this amazing cookie "dough"/chunk, coffee drinking ice cream. When it was all said in done the flavors of my torte were outstanding. The kahlua ganache with the chocolate chip/white chocolate macadamia/almond biscotti balanced perfectly together. And although it does take some time to get to the end process, the actual preparation is very, very easy. And the sky is the limit with flavor combos, which is always a plus when you wanna "reserve" the same dessert later in time!! Thanks AMY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-6967587282830944972?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6967587282830944972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=6967587282830944972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6967587282830944972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6967587282830944972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/08/twd-one-day-late.html' title='TWD: One Day Late'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYIleUwIkI/AAAAAAAABac/A7XloEISz6k/s72-c/Babycakes+436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2948007606714180583</id><published>2008-08-21T16:07:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:22:54.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Mud Pie Revised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the age of four years old I remember making my very first "baked" good. It was my mud pie, and the ingredients couldn't be easier. Water, dirt and hands. And the directions were just as easy. Pour water over dirt, mix with hands. Smoosh mixture into cupcake shape and serve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SK35-8hEneI/AAAAAAAABZU/B6hBjRLFjDw/s1600-h/Babycakes+394.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237116801493802466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SK35-8hEneI/AAAAAAAABZU/B6hBjRLFjDw/s200/Babycakes+394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I had a dream early on to become a baker. Because from cupcakes I graduated to stacked mud cakes, decorated with special rocks. Of course there was always mud cookies that had flower petal sprinkles. With such an easy and adaptable recipe the options were endless. I was sure that I had a huge hit on my hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SK35_EmPzmI/AAAAAAAABZc/MkVcFvzil7g/s1600-h/Babycakes+397.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237116803662990946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SK35_EmPzmI/AAAAAAAABZc/MkVcFvzil7g/s200/Babycakes+397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The only problem was people weren't reacting to my goodies as well as I had hoped they would. I never understood why my mom was so excited to receive my mud pie, but never took a bite. I mean how can one say "Oh wow Stephie this is the most tastiest pie I've ever had," if they don't even put it in their mouth and chew it. And then Dad was always saying that he was so full from lunch or dinner that he just didn't have room, but always asked me to save it for him in case he got hungry later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SK35_28FI7I/AAAAAAAABZs/5mWpAOVtsGQ/s1600-h/Babycakes+398.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237116817176339378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SK35_28FI7I/AAAAAAAABZs/5mWpAOVtsGQ/s200/Babycakes+398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLC3EuY4gUI/AAAAAAAABZ0/voDyaxFKEF0/s1600-h/Babycakes+391.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, twenty years later I am here with a revised Mud Pie (Cake) that is just about as easy to make as my original, but tastes 1 million times better, and doesn't leave any grit behind. And to my surprise people actually ate this mud pie and enjoyed it ;) So I guess my dream of being a fabulous baker still lives on thanks to Jennifer of Bake or Break! Her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bakeorbreak.com/recipes/2008/06/18/chocolate-cobbler/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;chocolate cobbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; recipe was so reminiscent of my mud pie. I did make one little twirk to it, and that was that I reduced the water amount so that I could add a few shots of Kahlua. But blogger I am telling you this is like heaven in a baking dish. Please, please, please make it! It will take you five minutes to put it together and will take you five lifetimes to get over!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLC3E_X3JUI/AAAAAAAABZ8/tNK8Ui2kSfc/s1600-h/Babycakes+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237887662990763330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLC3E_X3JUI/AAAAAAAABZ8/tNK8Ui2kSfc/s200/Babycakes+387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2948007606714180583?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2948007606714180583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2948007606714180583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2948007606714180583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2948007606714180583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/08/mud-pie-revised.html' title='Mud Pie Revised'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SK35-8hEneI/AAAAAAAABZU/B6hBjRLFjDw/s72-c/Babycakes+394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4201086012947054009</id><published>2008-08-19T06:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T06:21:39.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><title type='text'>Who Says Granola is Boring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back in the day granola was thought as something boring and bland. Just a bunch of oats toasted up and nothing special or fancy. Lately though granola has been all the craze. With it's versatility and variety of flavor combonations what's not to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Especially when you can add granola to a cookie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIB_mt5JI/AAAAAAAABY8/YSWEyTC6DWI/s1600-h/Babycakes+411.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236217453350872210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIB_mt5JI/AAAAAAAABY8/YSWEyTC6DWI/s200/Babycakes+411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's right...a COOKIE. (And dare we call it healthy? Sure why not ;) ) With this week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Tuesdays with Dorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; we did just that! We turned already scrumptious (yet a little boring) granola into one of the best, and I mean best, cookies I have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIBYHTaEI/AAAAAAAABYs/g4cinRrHu_0/s1600-h/Babycakes+404.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236217442750130242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIBYHTaEI/AAAAAAAABYs/g4cinRrHu_0/s200/Babycakes+404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combination of almonds and peanuts into the batter gave it such a crunchy texture, and the nuts were practically roasted while the cookies were baking, which really brought out that nutty flavor. And I am such a sucker for raisins, especially in cookies. There's something about a hot oven that can plump up raisins, that really gets me going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIBut_oaI/AAAAAAAABY0/CuhUE71WPj0/s1600-h/Babycakes+405.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236217448817992098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIBut_oaI/AAAAAAAABY0/CuhUE71WPj0/s200/Babycakes+405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love how these cookies are sweet but not too sweet either. When I usually eat cookies I can only have one, maybe two, at a time because they give me a tummy ache. But not with these bad boys! Which, now that I think about it can turn out to be a big problem if you know what I mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrICY4AYOI/AAAAAAAABZM/JkGnEKRfMhE/s1600-h/Babycakes+420.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236217460134273250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrICY4AYOI/AAAAAAAABZM/JkGnEKRfMhE/s200/Babycakes+420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent, excellent choice Michelle! Check out the recipe at Michelle's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://badgirlbaking.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Bad Girl Baking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIB9fu_dI/AAAAAAAABZE/KVVnegsVEuw/s1600-h/Babycakes+407.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236217452784713170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIB9fu_dI/AAAAAAAABZE/KVVnegsVEuw/s200/Babycakes+407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4201086012947054009?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4201086012947054009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4201086012947054009' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4201086012947054009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4201086012947054009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-says-granola-is-boring.html' title='Who Says Granola is Boring?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKrIB_mt5JI/AAAAAAAABY8/YSWEyTC6DWI/s72-c/Babycakes+411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-1657810739957463732</id><published>2008-08-17T19:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:55:21.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>Ok, Ok, I Give In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjgh5-eZ8I/AAAAAAAABYU/09GXW50RsCE/s1600-h/Babycakes+381.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235681439921366978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjgh5-eZ8I/AAAAAAAABYU/09GXW50RsCE/s200/Babycakes+381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After making my ice cream sandwiches for TWD I began receiving requests for the recipe of the cookies that I had made. And let me just say that these were the best oatmeal cookies I have ever had. They were crunchy on the edges, but still soft on the inside and had a real yummy nutty oatmeal taste to them that rules over any other oatmeal cookie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I decided that since so many people were interested in the cookies, and the simple fact that I forgot to post the recipe in my rush to make the "TWD Deadline", that I would make yet another sandwich and post the recipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjgifFyhnI/AAAAAAAABYk/IMQ-Zg03DFs/s1600-h/Babycakes+384.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235681449884157554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjgifFyhnI/AAAAAAAABYk/IMQ-Zg03DFs/s200/Babycakes+384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These sandwiches came together so easily with the help of a jar of Marshmallow Fluff, and yet they were outrageously delicious. Everybody at work was mad at me that I brought these in because they all had their fair share of cookies that morning. I tried to tell them that the oatmeal in it made it ok, and I guess they bought it. Because those cookies were gone in a flash :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjghuyuKLI/AAAAAAAABYM/5uYMq_pKjPk/s1600-h/Babycakes+378.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235681436919277746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjghuyuKLI/AAAAAAAABYM/5uYMq_pKjPk/s200/Babycakes+378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nut Oatmeal Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Courtesy of The New Best Recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 1/2 c flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2 tsp baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/4 tsp nutmeg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16 TBSP (2 sticks) unsalted butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 c light brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 c sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 cups old-fashioned rolled oats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 c chopped pecans or walnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adjust oven racks to the low and middle positions of the oven and heat to 350 degrees. Line 2 baking sheets with parchment paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whisk flour, baking powder, nutmeg and salt together in a medium bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beat butter on medium speed until creamy. Add the sugars; beat until fluffy, about 3 minutes. Beat in the eggs one at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stir the dry ingredients into the butter-sugar mixture with a wooden spoon or rubber spatula. Stir in the oats and nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Working with 2 TBSP of dough each time, roll the dough into 2 inch balls. Place on the baking sheet about 2 inches apart. Bake until cookie edges turn golden brown, 22 to 25 minutes, rotating the baking sheets front to back and top to bottom halfway through the baking time. Let cookies cool on baking sheet for 2 minutes. Transfer to wire rack and let cool at least 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjgiJdSYcI/AAAAAAAABYc/gDvdcLZ9pCA/s1600-h/Babycakes+386.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235681444077134274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjgiJdSYcI/AAAAAAAABYc/gDvdcLZ9pCA/s200/Babycakes+386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-1657810739957463732?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1657810739957463732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=1657810739957463732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1657810739957463732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1657810739957463732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-ok-i-give-in.html' title='Ok, Ok, I Give In!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKjgh5-eZ8I/AAAAAAAABYU/09GXW50RsCE/s72-c/Babycakes+381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-6175260118059553896</id><published>2008-08-11T20:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:03:25.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Sour Blueberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am flabbergasted!! &lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tuesday's with Dorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; never cease to amaze me. When I first bought Dorie's book almost two years ago there were some recipes that, just by name, I had decided not to try. To me there's something about a name. A name can explain everything. A name gives identity. A name relates an object to the brain. And when I read the name Blueberry Sour Cream Ice Cream I didn't know what to think. My first reaction was to the Sour Cream part. I am a huge sweet cream girl, I love my sweets. Sour in an ice cream (unless it's Sour Patch Kids) just doesn't seem like a sane thing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_g-HRjII/AAAAAAAABXs/Dg0dsU3Rz1U/s1600-h/Babycakes+368.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463708898921602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_g-HRjII/AAAAAAAABXs/Dg0dsU3Rz1U/s200/Babycakes+368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But, needless to say that's why I joined this group. I wanted to have a reason to try every recipe, whether I liked it or not. Baking gets kinda boring if you don't experiment. Besides, I've been pleasantly surprised before by my lovely little Apple Cheddar Scones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_hf8QMtI/AAAAAAAABX0/rxQAuNa1G1I/s1600-h/Babycakes+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463717979501266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_hf8QMtI/AAAAAAAABX0/rxQAuNa1G1I/s200/Babycakes+370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, off I went to make this thing called "Ice Cream". In making the blueberry syrup I almost hit a snafu. The dang syrup was so good that I almost ate it all, but I made sure to leave plenty for my ice cream. It was a difficult task :) Then I dumped it into the blender gave it a whirl and added my sour cream base. I looked on in awe as my deep sea of indigo blue slowly transformed into a light airy lilac purple. As soon as everything was blended together I dunked my spoon in to get and early taste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_hsF9RbI/AAAAAAAABX8/ZYvJl_DhOcc/s1600-h/Babycakes+374.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463721241429426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_hsF9RbI/AAAAAAAABX8/ZYvJl_DhOcc/s200/Babycakes+374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I so wanted to say "Oh my gosh, this is absolutely disgusting." But, I couldn't bring myself to do it! I had to take another bite just to see if I was really tasting it right. Then I found my tongue craving yet another bite of the sweet blueberry taste with just a slight tang to it. I just couldn't believe that this was actually good and that I wanted to keep eating it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_h5TqHOI/AAAAAAAABYE/AjjopgjrRsc/s1600-h/Babycakes+372.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463724788554978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_h5TqHOI/AAAAAAAABYE/AjjopgjrRsc/s200/Babycakes+372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things got even better once I turned my liquid heaven into a frozen blueberry goodness and slapped it between two homemade oatmeal pecan cookies! I actually think this dessert is one of the best representations of summer that I have ever had. And I am so happy that &lt;a href="http://culinarycuriosity.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dolores of Chronicles in Curiosity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;chose such an extraordinarily, original, mind blowing recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-6175260118059553896?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6175260118059553896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=6175260118059553896' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6175260118059553896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6175260118059553896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/08/sour-blueberries.html' title='Sour Blueberries'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SKD_g-HRjII/AAAAAAAABXs/Dg0dsU3Rz1U/s72-c/Babycakes+368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3121220989814835028</id><published>2008-08-05T07:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T08:56:29.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>...Making up for the non-exisiting marble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; is brought to you from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ashleescooking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ashley of A Year in the Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Little Miss Ashley chose a most scrumptious looking Black and White Banana Loaf (aka chocolate Marbled Banana Bread). I am a huge banana bread lover, and was really excited to try this one out, because I have never actually had chocolate and banana together in a loaf...I know call me crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkFZahsBI/AAAAAAAABXE/sEP9mCOLuNw/s1600-h/Babycakes+342.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041011075100690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkFZahsBI/AAAAAAAABXE/sEP9mCOLuNw/s200/Babycakes+342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was the first TWD recipe that I was actually a little disappointed with. After reading so many people's comments on how they didn't like the nutmeg taste, I knew right away that I would be omitting that from my recipe, I was too afraid to chance it. After I got my batter mixed up, I found it to be very runny, which was my first indication of an "un-marbled" loaf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkGGnpj5I/AAAAAAAABXU/fS0qs6BMDr8/s1600-h/Babycakes+349.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041023209738130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkGGnpj5I/AAAAAAAABXU/fS0qs6BMDr8/s200/Babycakes+349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkFZahsBI/AAAAAAAABXE/sEP9mCOLuNw/s1600-h/Babycakes+342.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did like Dorie said and dolloped blobs of one batter on top of blobs of the other batter, took a knife and being my marbling technique. But, since my batter was so runny to begin with both batters started melding together...which didn't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; bother me, because it was gonna taste the same either way...right? (I have to ask those of you who had a perfectly marbled bread :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The oven timer dings, I pull out my big brown loaf from the oven and am immediately happy with the smell. Now I wait to see if my marbling turned out. 20 minutes later, and the answer is...NO. I have hardly any marbling in my bread, but hey, looks can be deceiving. So, I cut a warm slice and hungrily take a big bite out of it. My reaction was...mixed...the bread was very moist, but I don't know if I really cared for the flavor. It actually seemed a little bland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkFw4pUWI/AAAAAAAABXM/RikI9vIoZhA/s1600-h/Babycakes+346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041017375445346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkFw4pUWI/AAAAAAAABXM/RikI9vIoZhA/s200/Babycakes+346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I got to thinking. I needed a way to cover up the blandness and I knew just the thing. I pulled out my Starbucks Java Chip Ice Cream, put two whopping scoops on top of my chunked up Black and White Loaf. I then proceeded to amaze myself...and my tummy...and flambeed some bananas, bananas foster style!! Yeah you heard me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkGhKSigI/AAAAAAAABXc/bND2xlrQ7is/s1600-h/Babycakes+350.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041030334351874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkGhKSigI/AAAAAAAABXc/bND2xlrQ7is/s200/Babycakes+350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I had a Black and White Loaf that I truly adored!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkG9bSIgI/AAAAAAAABXk/O2sokQ9ruK0/s1600-h/Babycakes+353.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041037921821186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkG9bSIgI/AAAAAAAABXk/O2sokQ9ruK0/s200/Babycakes+353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3121220989814835028?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3121220989814835028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3121220989814835028' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3121220989814835028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3121220989814835028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/08/making-up-for-non-exisiting-marble.html' title='...Making up for the non-exisiting marble'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJhkFZahsBI/AAAAAAAABXE/sEP9mCOLuNw/s72-c/Babycakes+342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-6501667435714072092</id><published>2008-07-30T20:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:13:44.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Fill Me Up Buttercup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever have a day when your stomach feels like a bottomless pit? No matter how much you eat, little tum-tum just keeps begging for more. I absolutely HATE that feeling. It's so frustrating! I try to stick to a healthy diet, being conscientious of what I eat, and how much of it I eat. But then there's days like today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7WBNzHZI/AAAAAAAABWQ/PsJfhxMDXLU/s1600-h/Babycakes+320.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229025891823328658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7WBNzHZI/AAAAAAAABWQ/PsJfhxMDXLU/s200/Babycakes+320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wake up, have a rice cake with peanut butter, raisins and two dried apricots. This is my preworkout snack, everyday, never fail. When I get home from the gym little tum-tum is crying for some food, which is a normal behavior for tum-tum at this time of day. To the kitchen I go, pour blueberries, strawberries and chunks of peaches into a big (BIG) cereal bowl. And because I'm a freak-o and can't choose one cereal, I have to have a mixture of Kashi Go Lean, Kashi Honey Sunshine and Cascadian Farms Wheat Squares (Hey I told you I was a freak-o). I chase my cereal down with a big cup of hot tea. But tum-tum now wants something sweet and of course I can't say no, so I have a few bites of cake and maybe a tiny scoop of peanut butter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7WZnepyI/AAAAAAAABWY/RC_LJc6XGvk/s1600-h/Babycakes+321.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229025898373490466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7WZnepyI/AAAAAAAABWY/RC_LJc6XGvk/s200/Babycakes+321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Normally I'm fine at this point, for a few hours, but like I said today was one of those days. So, about an hour later I find myself craving Starbucks, I immediately jump in the car and head over to get my tum-tum something warm to drink (my thinking behind warm is that it will take me longer to drink it, so hopefully I won't want anything else too soon). "Hi! Can I get a Grande Decaf, Extra Hot, Extra Foam Cafe Misto with Sugar Free Vanilla?" Say that ten times fast...I always make sure to warn the barista that they're gonna need to grab my cup and a pen and be ready to write it down :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7W5IsheI/AAAAAAAABWg/UO8owkuMeV0/s1600-h/Babycakes+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229025906834310626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7W5IsheI/AAAAAAAABWg/UO8owkuMeV0/s200/Babycakes+322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tum-tum of course isn't satisfied with my coffee for long, so it's spurts of carrots, peaches, turkey slices, handfuls of cereal, a few bites of a muffin, a cup of hot tea, a few dried figs, a few more handfuls of cereal, some broccoli, a spoonful of peanut butter with honey and a cheesecake bite that I turn to. And that's all before dinner time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner is a bowl of pasta with lemon chicken, mushrooms onions and peas. Then a bite of a cookie. Three hours later tum-tum is craving something sweet again, so it;s a few scoops of vanilla ice cream with a drizzle of honey and a chai hot tea with a shot of espresso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7XVBRz7I/AAAAAAAABWo/--69L9F2Az0/s1600-h/Babycakes+329.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229025914319392690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7XVBRz7I/AAAAAAAABWo/--69L9F2Az0/s200/Babycakes+329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am now at the point where I'm looking back on my day and in complete disbelief that I can let tum-tum control my day like that...I then look on my dresser and realize that I am about ready to enter my favorite part of the month, and ladies I'm sure you know what I mean ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So to cure any tum-tum cravings I give you Chocolate Rice Krispie Treats with chunks of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. That should shut any tum-tum up...I just can't guarantee for how long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7Xs5Uv4I/AAAAAAAABWw/HsYHj8oCOrk/s1600-h/Babycakes+327.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229025920728481666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7Xs5Uv4I/AAAAAAAABWw/HsYHj8oCOrk/s200/Babycakes+327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-6501667435714072092?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6501667435714072092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=6501667435714072092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6501667435714072092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6501667435714072092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/fill-me-up-buttercup.html' title='Fill Me Up Buttercup'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SJE7WBNzHZI/AAAAAAAABWQ/PsJfhxMDXLU/s72-c/Babycakes+320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4798442410278191487</id><published>2008-07-28T20:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:11:48.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>Summa' Summa' Summa' Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can I just say how much work sucks! Here I am, nearing the end of summer, not yet been able to take a vacation, more tired than I've ever been and only realizing that this is the way of adulthood. There aren't any more nights of riding my bike around the neighborhood past sunset. The idea of playing with June Bugs is no longer appealing. Staying up past my bed time is not even a thought. And I hate to say it, but all of my "chores" are now completed before my adulthood bedtime of 9:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do the days go? Summer used to last forever. It was full of vacations, sleepovers, loads of ice cream, watermelon spitting contests and nights of sleep out on the giant trampoline in the backyard. Now all I dream about when i get off work is getting some food in my belly and going straight to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6KDMCvQkI/AAAAAAAABWI/UAGXIIXlZkk/s1600-h/Babycakes+332.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228268004800676418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6KDMCvQkI/AAAAAAAABWI/UAGXIIXlZkk/s200/Babycakes+332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life's funny isn't it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6KCgwDlOI/AAAAAAAABWA/Wz_smVR1n9I/s1600-h/Babycakes+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228267993179591906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6KCgwDlOI/AAAAAAAABWA/Wz_smVR1n9I/s200/Babycakes+336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We always want what we can't have, and when we get to the point of having what we've always wanted, we realize that we don't want it anymore. I guess that's the way the cookie crumbles, or so I've heard. But at least we have food to help take us back to those lazy summer days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6J6g5t_NI/AAAAAAAABV4/iVZtN-qnZFU/s1600-h/Babycakes+340.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228267855781166290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6J6g5t_NI/AAAAAAAABV4/iVZtN-qnZFU/s200/Babycakes+340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, here we are at yet another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, celebrating another recipe down in this journey to complete Dorie's amazing book! Michelle, of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michelleincoloradosprings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Michelle in Colorado Springs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, was our hostess this week. And what a treat she chose...Dorie's Summer Fruit Galette. And let me tell you, there could not be an easier recipe out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6J5kcO0mI/AAAAAAAABVw/uX3v-Qkx0-s/s1600-h/Babycakes+341.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228267839551361634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6J5kcO0mI/AAAAAAAABVw/uX3v-Qkx0-s/s200/Babycakes+341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Peach Galette with Pomegranate Jelly came together so quick and easy that it will definitely be one of my go to recipes when I'm ready for something quick and easy! Hope you all enjoy! Happy baking :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4798442410278191487?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4798442410278191487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4798442410278191487' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4798442410278191487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4798442410278191487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/summa-summa-summa-time.html' title='Summa&apos; Summa&apos; Summa&apos; Time'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SI6KDMCvQkI/AAAAAAAABWI/UAGXIIXlZkk/s72-c/Babycakes+332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7517114684189075269</id><published>2008-07-22T07:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:25:14.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>TWD: Two for One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I saw the pick for this week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; I was actually really excited! Amanda of Like Sprinkles on a Cupcake picked Dorie's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://likesprinkles.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cherry Rhubarb Cobbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #1 for excitement: I love, love, LOVE cobbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #2 for excitement: I have become very fond of the pink celery, other wise know as Rhubarb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #3 for excitement: The recipe seems soo easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with reasons for excitement comes reasons that the recipe had to be altered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsIh_vfII/AAAAAAAABVo/qKP6AyeuDU8/s1600-h/Babycakes+311.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225842573942160514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsIh_vfII/AAAAAAAABVo/qKP6AyeuDU8/s200/Babycakes+311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altercation reason #1: I live in Albuquerque, NM and could not find Rhubarb anywhere! I used to be able to find it frozen, but that still wasn't an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altercation reason #2: I actually like an entire crust on cobblers, not biscuit sized droppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So with that I give you my Altered Peach Cobbler made with Dorie's Crust :) (Scroll down for the extra helping of TWD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsIBzZMDI/AAAAAAAABVg/vnVlRjtzJTw/s1600-h/Babycakes+309.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225842565300432946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsIBzZMDI/AAAAAAAABVg/vnVlRjtzJTw/s200/Babycakes+309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week the TWD Gang made Chocolate Pudding. I unfortunately couldn't participate in it, because I thought I didn't have the right equipment. But, thanks to those who left comments on my blog saying I could use a whisk I was ready to give that Chocolate Pudding a whirl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsHe_35LI/AAAAAAAABVI/BhyFqVAxaY4/s1600-h/Babycakes+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225842555957535922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsHe_35LI/AAAAAAAABVI/BhyFqVAxaY4/s200/Babycakes+296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to use Dark Chocolate Cocoa Powder, just because I'm a dark chocolate freak. I also flamed up some mini marshmallows and added a caramel drizzle to the top! I felt like I had just made some fancy high-end dessert, and the pudding just melted in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsHgM7DxI/AAAAAAAABVQ/66HGgfq3Ufk/s1600-h/Babycakes+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225842556280704786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsHgM7DxI/AAAAAAAABVQ/66HGgfq3Ufk/s200/Babycakes+298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Bloggers for convincing me to use my whisk, never again will I have store bought pudding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsH9mbz2I/AAAAAAAABVY/2025Nltjfyg/s1600-h/Babycakes+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225842564172336994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsH9mbz2I/AAAAAAAABVY/2025Nltjfyg/s200/Babycakes+304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7517114684189075269?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7517114684189075269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7517114684189075269' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7517114684189075269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7517114684189075269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/twd-two-for-one.html' title='TWD: Two for One'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SIXsIh_vfII/AAAAAAAABVo/qKP6AyeuDU8/s72-c/Babycakes+311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-644311932981444120</id><published>2008-07-19T14:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T08:42:57.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>A New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever since I was little, I have always liked stone fruits, particularly peaches and nectarines. There's nothing like biting into a juicy piece of fruit on a hot summer day. With juice running down your face and your mouth exploding with a sweet goodness, there's no better way to divulge in the warm weather of summer. And although I am a die hard stone fruit fan, there's one fruit in which I particularly never get a craving for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINch6rT0eI/AAAAAAAABUo/vMEcnc8FDSo/s1600-h/Babycakes+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225121730436256226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINch6rT0eI/AAAAAAAABUo/vMEcnc8FDSo/s200/Babycakes+282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That lonely fruit would be the plum. Not that I have anything against the purple jewel toned fruit, I just never get an overwhelming urge to sink my teeth into the tart little plum. However, I have been seeing a lot of recipe that use the lonely plum. So this got me thinking...maybe plums are like Granny Smith Apples, you give them a little heat and they sweeten right up. And who doesn't love a baked Granny Smith apple? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINciC0ra6I/AAAAAAAABUw/hQCvrNzj0wM/s1600-h/Babycakes+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225121732623035298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINciC0ra6I/AAAAAAAABUw/hQCvrNzj0wM/s200/Babycakes+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After searching through recipes, reading comments and finding out that plums were only $0.99 a lb., I had come to a decision. I was on a mission to make something that would finally allow me to add one more fruit to my list of favorite summer fruits! My accomplice in this mission was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/portal/site/mslo/menuitem.fc77a0dbc44dd1611e3bf410b5900aa0/?vgnextoid=a82b0f5d0d984110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD&amp;amp;vgnextfmt=default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Martha's Open-Face Plum Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINcio1BL-I/AAAAAAAABU4/cJRBH1xuxHU/s1600-h/Babycakes+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225121742825009122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINcio1BL-I/AAAAAAAABU4/cJRBH1xuxHU/s200/Babycakes+289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot begin to tell you how simply satisfying this recipe was! Not only was it the easiest recipe to make (ever), but I am now a plum believer! The plums really took on a sweet, juicy flavor. They also held their shape really well too, which was nice because it allowed me to get a good chuck of plum with each bite. I will never again say that I don't really care for plums! I see them in a whole different light now, and know that I have other ways to eat them that will ensure me being a plum fanatic from now on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINci0dH8JI/AAAAAAAABVA/epOfqMh332A/s1600-h/Babycakes+293.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225121745946013842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINci0dH8JI/AAAAAAAABVA/epOfqMh332A/s200/Babycakes+293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-644311932981444120?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/644311932981444120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=644311932981444120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/644311932981444120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/644311932981444120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-friend.html' title='A New Friend'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SINch6rT0eI/AAAAAAAABUo/vMEcnc8FDSo/s72-c/Babycakes+282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4249754790002916628</id><published>2008-07-14T16:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T06:04:37.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Raindrops Keep Fallin on My Head...and a TWD Mishap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;These last few weeks have been the strangest weeks here in the hot and dry land of Albuquerque, New Mexico. We have been experiencing something that is rare to us, and almost foreign. The little drops keep falling down from the sky every night when these huge black clouds gather together. And when they hit you they explode like tiny little water balloons that are being dropped by the millions. I think somebody up in the sky is keeping score of how many water balloons fall too, because every few minutes there are these bright flashes from the sky, followed by the crowd above roaring with excitement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHyf-u62mpI/AAAAAAAABUQ/EKs8opeW0s4/s1600-h/Babycakes+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223225567938517650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHyf-u62mpI/AAAAAAAABUQ/EKs8opeW0s4/s200/Babycakes+274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since things have been so gloomy around here, for reasons unknown, I decided to help bring a little sunshine into my gray life. Nothing screams summer to me more than the color yellow and the taste of lemon. That refreshing taste and warm, soul-brightening color can turn any rainy day into a tiny, smidgen of a sun ray :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHyf_IuEvyI/AAAAAAAABUY/EU2bZIDSiFs/s1600-h/Babycakes+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223225574864240418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHyf_IuEvyI/AAAAAAAABUY/EU2bZIDSiFs/s200/Babycakes+278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I give you my Rainy Day Blues Lemon Cake with fresh raspberries! (I actually cheated a little bit by using a store bought cake mix...blame it on the weather) Which came out really well, I simply made the batter, spread it in the pan, dropped the raspberries on top and shoved her in the oven. I usually don't like raspberries in my cakes or desserts because of the seeds, but surprisingly the seeds seemed to have baked there way out of my cake. Which made me one happy camper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHyf_v0oMdI/AAAAAAAABUg/v9n2Dt_4nDw/s1600-h/Babycakes+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223225585360712146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHyf_v0oMdI/AAAAAAAABUg/v9n2Dt_4nDw/s200/Babycakes+279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope that you all aren't experience this streak of weird weather, but if you are...look on the bright side...there's always cake!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;...I unfortunately couldn't participate in this weeks TWD because I don't have a food processor :( I'm hoping to buy one within the next two weeks though, and I'll have to play a little catch-up. But too see all the marvelous Chocolate Puddings visit each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TWD member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, and thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itsmelissaskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; for choosing such a yummy looking recipe, I hope to try it soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4249754790002916628?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4249754790002916628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4249754790002916628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4249754790002916628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4249754790002916628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/raindrops-keep-fallin-on-my-headand-twd.html' title='Raindrops Keep Fallin on My Head...and a TWD Mishap'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHyf-u62mpI/AAAAAAAABUQ/EKs8opeW0s4/s72-c/Babycakes+274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-5146408371862523666</id><published>2008-07-08T12:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:53:24.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>It's a Love Hate Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favorite movies growing up was Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory (and not the Tim Burton film!!). Just the thought of getting to stay at such an elaborate candy factory all day and eating as much sweets as I wanted seemed so amazing! I remember watching that movie a hundred times and each time there was something new that I had missed the first 76 times I watched it. Of course the most distinguishing factor of that movie was the Golden Ticket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9HE5V3LI/AAAAAAAABTw/Dj9q-lDLsSM/s1600-h/DSC01828.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220724322323520690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9HE5V3LI/AAAAAAAABTw/Dj9q-lDLsSM/s200/DSC01828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right after I saw Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory for the first time (not completely understanding that this was strictly a movie) I would get so excited to get a candy bar from the store. I'd immediately tear open the wrapper and be devastated that there was no Golden Ticket, I quickly learned what the difference between real life and make-believe in the movies meant. But it was incredible what a rush I would get from opening those candy bars. Not only was there the overwhelming joy of getting to eat a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup, but there was also the thrill of looking for that twinkly gold wrapper inside that would unlock my sweet tooth's fantasy world. And even though I never got a ticket, and finally figured out I never would I still had my candy bar to comfort me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9IEPTwxI/AAAAAAAABT4/0KLicqBXKdY/s1600-h/DSC01836.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220724339327091474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9IEPTwxI/AAAAAAAABT4/0KLicqBXKdY/s200/DSC01836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must admit thought, that while I loved the movie, I didn't really care for all of the characters. I especially disliked Violet Beauregarde. There was something about her that just didn't sit right with me. Maybe it was the fact that she was chewing the same ole crappy piece of gum for lord knows how long, or that she was so bossy, or that she wore that awful blue jumpsuit. I haven't yet, after about 20 years of watching that movie quite figured it out yet, but I know that i just didn't and don't like her. So, for some odd reason my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southinyourmouth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Double Crusted Blueberry Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; for this weeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; reminded me of Violet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9IdB6ZnI/AAAAAAAABUA/obYFHC03pQM/s1600-h/DSC01835.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220724345981789810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9IdB6ZnI/AAAAAAAABUA/obYFHC03pQM/s200/DSC01835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pie was amazing and had really great flavor, but the crust was not my friend. I actually had a really hard time making this silly crust, I think my problem was that I added too much water. (So after cursing the pie crust out for not coming out right I went to the store and bought a refrigerated, premade pie dough. I know, I know I shouldn't have done that, but I couldn't help it I was about ready to loose it with the dough!) Once I had that problem resolved everything came out amazing! I used frozen blueberries instead of fresh, and they actually held their texture and shape a lot better than the fresh would've. Each bit was a burst of blueberry goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9I8Hw9FI/AAAAAAAABUI/eCk2LghGC14/s1600-h/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220724354327835730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9I8Hw9FI/AAAAAAAABUI/eCk2LghGC14/s200/DSC01840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So maybe my connection to TWD and Violet was that there was a part of each of them that I didn't like, or that Violet blew up to be a gigantic blueberry, rolled away to be drained, just like I drained my giant blueberries in my mouth after each devilish bite! Thank you Amy (of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southinyourmouth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;South in Your Mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;) for stirring up some wonderful childhood memories (visit her website for the recipe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-5146408371862523666?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5146408371862523666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=5146408371862523666' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5146408371862523666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5146408371862523666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-of-my-favorite-movies-growing-up.html' title='It&apos;s a Love Hate Relationship'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SHO9HE5V3LI/AAAAAAAABTw/Dj9q-lDLsSM/s72-c/DSC01828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4304217769280493190</id><published>2008-07-04T11:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:24:04.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>As American as Apple Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the day that we are celebrating America's Independence I figured no dessert could be more appropriate than Apple Pie! It's no wonder why this pie is one of America's most favorite and maybe most patriotic dessert. The combination of crunchy, sweet apples, with spicy cinnamon and of course a crispy crust will melt your heart instantly. With it being the Fourth of July, I couldn't just make any ole Apple Pie, I had to go all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SG5p-I8HZqI/AAAAAAAABTg/hUB8Oq5x1os/s1600-h/Babycakes+271.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219225534441416354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SG5p-I8HZqI/AAAAAAAABTg/hUB8Oq5x1os/s200/Babycakes+271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered a few month's ago seeing this amazing Apple Pie on a Food Network show, and immediately knew this would be the perfect Birthday Pie for my beloved country. The original recipe is an enormous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,,FOOD_9936_36801,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Savannah High" Apple Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, which calls for 24, yes 24, apples...I decided to half it and use 12. 12 crispy green Granny Smith apples still turned out to be a lot, especially when you're finely slicing the apples instead of just making chucks. But the end effect was to die for. You see, with this recipe you slice the apples very thin, then stack them in layers creating a really tall, really packed apple pie. And did I mention there's streusel layers in between apple layers? You heard right bloggers! Then you top the whole pie of with a layer of crust, which after its baked, gets a layer of sticky, gooey caramel pecan topping. I can't begin to tell you how good this pie was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SG5p-p1FlXI/AAAAAAAABTo/byZgJrohBYM/s1600-h/Babycakes+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219225543270307186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SG5p-p1FlXI/AAAAAAAABTo/byZgJrohBYM/s200/Babycakes+273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait to enjoy this pie with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream while we watch fireworks burst up above to commemorate this beautiful country and all it has to offer! And to all of those who have fought so hard to keep providing Americans with the independence, freedom and glory that we treasure I can't thank you enough! Happy Birthday America!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SG5p9nS0Y6I/AAAAAAAABTY/aUxsdUj7Wcw/s1600-h/Babycakes+268.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219225525409833890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SG5p9nS0Y6I/AAAAAAAABTY/aUxsdUj7Wcw/s200/Babycakes+268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4304217769280493190?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4304217769280493190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4304217769280493190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4304217769280493190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4304217769280493190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-american-as-apple-pie.html' title='As American as Apple Pie'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SG5p-I8HZqI/AAAAAAAABTg/hUB8Oq5x1os/s72-c/Babycakes+271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4733936639948311296</id><published>2008-07-01T07:22:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:33:52.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><title type='text'>I'm A Believer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I must admit when I saw this week's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt; recipe I was a little reluctant. I remember about a year ago when I bought Dorie's book I read through every page, as I'm sure most of us do. I was making notes of things that I thought I just couldn't live without, which of course was almost the entire book. One of the few items that didn't make my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;expanding&lt;/span&gt; list were the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theflouredapron.wordpress.com/2008/06/30/twd-apple-cheddar-scones/#more-185"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Apple Cheddar Scones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. I mean I like apples and cheese, but together in a scone just didn't sound right. So I just completely skipped over that page without a second thought...until last week when I visited the amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;webpage&lt;/span&gt; and saw that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theflouredapron.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Karina of The Floured Apron&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;picked this recipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-DEKffHI/AAAAAAAABS4/swI1X3RMKfs/s1600-h/Babycakes+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218051340640418930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-DEKffHI/AAAAAAAABS4/swI1X3RMKfs/s200/Babycakes+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was debating whether or not I wanted to make them, and I finally decided I'll never know unless I try. And what is life if you don't take chances, right? So I set out to the store, bought all my ingredients and brought them home ready to make the best, of what I thought was the worst :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-E36oVkI/AAAAAAAABTQ/IjfUhB54pTY/s1600-h/Babycakes+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218051371712403010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-E36oVkI/AAAAAAAABTQ/IjfUhB54pTY/s200/Babycakes+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-EU3xrVI/AAAAAAAABTI/9Xey0-uILso/s1600-h/Babycakes+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I of course am a batter taster, so the second I had the batter all prepared (which is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; scone recipe, because they come together &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; quickly) I had to stick my lightly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sun kissed&lt;/span&gt; index finger into the golden yellow batter. Straight into the mouth and a slight turn of the head was my response. The batter tasted sweeter and better than what I had thought, but still not convinced I told myself that I wouldn't be swayed until I tasted the actual baked product. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-EU3xrVI/AAAAAAAABTI/9Xey0-uILso/s1600-h/Babycakes+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218051362305191250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-EU3xrVI/AAAAAAAABTI/9Xey0-uILso/s200/Babycakes+265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the minutes on the timer ticked away, the most amazing, sweet, fruity aroma filled my apartment. My barrier against this recipe was slowly starting to deteriorate! The second the timer went off I ran to the oven and pulled out these gorgeous, sunshine yellow with orange speckled scones. It was hard for me to let them cool before tasting them, but the minute I put them into my mouth and was able to process the flavor my barrier completely crumbled, leaving me standing there wanting another bite of these sweet scones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-Ci0TaPI/AAAAAAAABSw/5I8UBdZceFY/s1600-h/Babycakes+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218051331688982770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-Ci0TaPI/AAAAAAAABSw/5I8UBdZceFY/s200/Babycakes+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;combination&lt;/span&gt; of the sweet yellow corn meal, dried apples and apple juice really helped to mellow out the sharp cheese. So I must say thank you so much to Karina for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;widening&lt;/span&gt; my horizons and to try not to prejudge a recipe before I've tasted it. To see other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt; Blogger experiences check out the famous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tuesdays With Dorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; Blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-Dt1D-wI/AAAAAAAABTA/V-fpZ410pdo/s1600-h/Babycakes+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218051351824825090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-Dt1D-wI/AAAAAAAABTA/V-fpZ410pdo/s200/Babycakes+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4733936639948311296?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4733936639948311296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4733936639948311296' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4733936639948311296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4733936639948311296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-believer.html' title='I&apos;m A Believer!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGo-DEKffHI/AAAAAAAABS4/swI1X3RMKfs/s72-c/Babycakes+256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7987280575626845719</id><published>2008-06-24T11:30:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:42:26.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Mixin' It Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We're having a little fun with mixed fruit for this week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tuesdays with Dorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;! And wouldn't you know it that I picked the same mixture of mixed fruit as this weeks hostess! Beth, who is the wonderful creator of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bethnnates-sweetlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our Sweet Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;chose to make Dorie's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bethnnates-sweetlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mixed Berry Cobbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. And what better dessert says summertime like cobbler? This recipe was so easy to put together, because it's all based around frozen fruit, and seeing as how I am a huge fan of frozen fruit, my freezer was packed with plenty of options. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGF3cGQ-PFI/AAAAAAAABR8/jUllSWL1-Jg/s1600-h/Babycakes+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215581168073587794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGF3cGQ-PFI/AAAAAAAABR8/jUllSWL1-Jg/s200/Babycakes+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what it is about the mixture of peaches and blueberries that always gets my heart...and stomach...pumping, but it does! So of course I grabbed those two fruits right away. It wasn't until I lifted up my frozen bag of peaches that I saw the little leftover bag of frozen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blackberries&lt;/span&gt; peeking out at me. I figured that the addition of these deep purple-y sweet fruits couldn't hurt the cause, so I pulled that bag out as well. I also wanted to give me crust a little bit more of a homey flavor, so I added cinnamon and nutmeg to my batter...awesome choice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGF3cjvHLHI/AAAAAAAABSE/Jec6e-oy8Cg/s1600-h/Babycakes+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215581175984630898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGF3cjvHLHI/AAAAAAAABSE/Jec6e-oy8Cg/s200/Babycakes+249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After about 25 minutes of baking my house was smelling so amazing. Andy came home half way through the baking time and about died when he stepped in through the door. "What are you making? And is it ready for me to eat?", were the first two questions out of his mouth. And I must say, despite some other baker's complaints about the recipe, I found it to be a very delicious, easy and comforting dessert to turn to. Dolloped with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream, this dessert totally made my night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGF3c3l--HI/AAAAAAAABSM/bGMi0wC1UZk/s1600-h/Babycakes+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215581181315053682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGF3c3l--HI/AAAAAAAABSM/bGMi0wC1UZk/s200/Babycakes+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7987280575626845719?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7987280575626845719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7987280575626845719' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7987280575626845719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7987280575626845719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/06/mixin-it-up.html' title='Mixin&apos; It Up'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGF3cGQ-PFI/AAAAAAAABR8/jUllSWL1-Jg/s72-c/Babycakes+246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-6458583986468990869</id><published>2008-06-23T13:29:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:43:14.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>A Birthday and a Trip to Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must say, life has become a little different now that I am all grown up and living on my own. Signs of adulthood are definitely seeping their way into my life. Today is my 24th birthday and I just can't believe how quickly time has passed. I remember being a little girl, seeing women who were around the age of 24 and just being in awe. I was so envious of them, I wanted to be grown up and where high heels, drive a car, have a job, and be able to do "grown up" things. I feel, in a way, I cheated myself out of childhood because I wanted to grow up so badly. And now that I'm grown up, it's not all it's cracked up to be :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGK4Ao0E44I/AAAAAAAABSU/aguIid52bfM/s1600-h/Babycakes+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215933639543808898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGK4Ao0E44I/AAAAAAAABSU/aguIid52bfM/s200/Babycakes+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My younger days were spent worrying about who I would hang out with at recess, whether or not I should spend my allowance on the Boys II Men C.D., and making sure to get all the Disney character's autographs every summer that we went to Disneyworld. Now, being a grown-up, my yearly family vacations have come to an end :( With everybody working it's so hard to coordinate schedules, and to find somewhere to go that fits into every one's budget. So although this year had some great milestones, it also brought up milestones that I never thought I would've encountered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGK4BM7OIHI/AAAAAAAABSc/fr52WfSvwKs/s1600-h/Babycakes+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215933649237450866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGK4BM7OIHI/AAAAAAAABSc/fr52WfSvwKs/s200/Babycakes+235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing as how I badly need a vacation and don't have the time, the money or the company to go with, I made myself a little mini vacation to Jamaica...and I didn't even have to leave my apartment! I had recently purchased "Sticky, Chewy, Messy, Gooey" and saw a great recipe for a Banana Rum Cake. So I figured that if I can't go to Jamaica I would bring Jamaica to me. This cake was my saving grace for my stint of adulthood depression, and one I'm sure I will turn to frequently as the years start accumulating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGK4BT5k-BI/AAAAAAAABSk/-7yaWz7TgoU/s1600-h/Babycakes+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215933651109607442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGK4BT5k-BI/AAAAAAAABSk/-7yaWz7TgoU/s200/Babycakes+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bahama Mama Banana Rum Cake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sticky, Chewy, Messy, Gooey by Jill O'Connor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dark Rum Glaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 stick unsalted butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/4 c water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 c firmly packed brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 c dark rum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;(I was short on time when making this recipe so I actually made a glaze out of powdered sugar, milk and some rum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/2c toasted chopped pecans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3 sticks unsalted butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;2 c sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 c firmly packed brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;5 eggs, at room temp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 c mashed, ripe bananas (about 3 bananas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3 tbsp dark rum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3 cups all purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 tsp baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;3/4 c sour cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;For Glaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Combine butter, water and sugars in heavy bottomed saucepan over med-high heat and bring to boil. Immediately reduce heat to med-low and simmer for 5 min. Remove from heat, stir in rum, set aside and keep warm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;For Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Position rack in middle of oven, preheat to 350 degrees F. Spray a 10-cup tube pan with nonstick cooking spray. Sprinkle pecans in bottom of pan and set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;In large bowl with an electric mixer set on med speed, beat butter and sugars until mixture is light and fluffy. Beat in eggs, one at a time, mixing well after each addition. Beat in mashed bananas, vanilla and rum. Sift flour, baking soda and powder, and salt over the batter and fold in using a rubber spatula, just until no streaks of flour remain. Fold in sour cream. Spoon batter over nuts in the pan and spread to the edge using the back of a rubber spatula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bake until wooden skewer inserted in the center of the cake comes out with no more than a few moist crumbs clinging to it, 60-80 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack and let cool for 5 minutes. Use wooden skewers to poke holes all over the cake and pour 1/4 c of glaze over the cake. Let the cake cool for 5 minutes more. Place a serving platter of the cake and invert to release the cake onto the platter. Spoon the remaining glaze over the cake, a little at a time, and let stand until the glaze is completely absorbed in the cake. As the glaze hardens, this will encase the cake in a rummy, sugary shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let the cake cool completely before cutting into wedges and serving. This cake will last 2 to 3 days when covered well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-6458583986468990869?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6458583986468990869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=6458583986468990869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6458583986468990869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/6458583986468990869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-and-trip-to-paradise.html' title='A Birthday and a Trip to Paradise'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SGK4Ao0E44I/AAAAAAAABSU/aguIid52bfM/s72-c/Babycakes+233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2463784987492799603</id><published>2008-06-18T10:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:12:16.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG! I can't believe I've neglected my poor little blog! But, it was for good reason, I've had some family members fall ill that need some lovin', which left no time for bakin'. Everyone is doing much better now though, so here I am, back in action. And of course I'm starting my return with the latest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Tuesdays With Dorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aconsumingpassion.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Caroline of A Consuming Passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. She chose the lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aconsumingpassion.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Peppermint Cream Puff Ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, which I must say I was a little nervous about. I have always wanted to make cream puffs, but for some reason was a little nervous to give it a try. To my amazement this was actually a really easy recipe to make! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPQX6pAwI/AAAAAAAABRs/JgchM_FxLS0/s1600-h/Babycakes+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213285186374533890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPQX6pAwI/AAAAAAAABRs/JgchM_FxLS0/s200/Babycakes+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since it is just Andy and I, I did make some adjustments to the recipe. First off, him and I are big mint fans, so I nixed the peppermint. Second, there no way the two of us would've been able to eat the whole ring, and I didn't want it to go to waist, so I decided to just make individual cream puffs. And third, seeing as how I live in freakin' New Mexico, which at 9:00 in the morning is already in the upper 80's expected to reach 97 degrees by 2:00pm, I opted for vanilla ice cream instead of the cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPQsodHEI/AAAAAAAABR0/tg9pDIiUeFY/s1600-h/Babycakes+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213285191935401026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPQsodHEI/AAAAAAAABR0/tg9pDIiUeFY/s200/Babycakes+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The moment my mouth was filled with the creamy, slightly crunchy, caramely goodness, I about died, and then asked myself why had I never made these little goodies before? I hate when you think something is going to be really difficult to make, so you put it off and put it off, then you make it, and you kick yourself for letting all those days go by, that could've been filled with cream puffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPPkP2ByI/AAAAAAAABRc/_lJwXW5eOVE/s1600-h/Babycakes+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213285172504823586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPPkP2ByI/AAAAAAAABRc/_lJwXW5eOVE/s200/Babycakes+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The only downside is that since they're so easy to make, I'll probably be making them often, and starting to see my tummy begin to grow :( But...what can you do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPP2K4vBI/AAAAAAAABRk/T-zAyroqFUw/s1600-h/Babycakes+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213285177315867666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPP2K4vBI/AAAAAAAABRk/T-zAyroqFUw/s200/Babycakes+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2463784987492799603?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2463784987492799603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2463784987492799603' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2463784987492799603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2463784987492799603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SFlPQX6pAwI/AAAAAAAABRs/JgchM_FxLS0/s72-c/Babycakes+225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-648974398332737501</id><published>2008-05-27T09:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:06:15.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWD: Keep Stickin' With It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had no clue that when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mzkitchen.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Madam Chow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; picked Dorie's Pecan Honey Sticky Buns that I was preparing to have the toughest, most grueling arm workout I'd ever experienced. You see I own a Kitchen Aid, but I don't have the dough hook for it, but my parents own one too and they have &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; have a dough hook. Ding--light bulb! When I had last visited them I made sure to grab the dough hook so that I could participate in this week's&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bake-off. Problem solved right...wrong!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was very excited and nervous to start my Sticky Bins, because one, I've tried yeast baked goods before and they came out like crap and two, well who doesn't get nervous when working with yeast? Putting all that aside I cut open my two yeast packets, dumped them into my mixing bowl and started to dump in the other dough ingredients. With fingers crossed and a deep breath I turned on my mixer only to find that my parents dough hook wasn't long enough for my mixing bowl. That dam thing only scraped the top of my flour mixture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This can't be happening, I was ready to give it up right then and there. I had no idea what I was going to do. Then I looked back at the recipe and saw that Dorie had actually done it by hand before. "Well I'm already screwed, so I might as well just try it by hand and see what happens". I was shocked and proud of myself that I was actually going to give it a go. I pulled out my wooden spoon and began stirring away, things looked good so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6BoCcxWI/AAAAAAAABQ0/T6rduamtH2k/s1600-h/Babycakes+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099068935423330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6BoCcxWI/AAAAAAAABQ0/T6rduamtH2k/s200/Babycakes+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the adding of the butter that really got me! There was no way that I could get all the butter mixed in with my rinky-dink wooden spoon. I threw it on the counter and plunged my hands into the bowl. Kneading two tablespoons of butter in with one hand, then switching to the next to knead in another two tablespoons of butter. I did this for 25 minutes! Each minute that passed I just kept thinking that this was totally not gonna work. I was going through all of this manual labor for nothing. But, after the 25 minutes I had a dough that looked and felt like a batter...which is exactly what Dorie had said the end product would be. A little glimmer of hoped filled my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6DICcxXI/AAAAAAAABQ8/C9X3iZzTLBQ/s1600-h/Babycakes+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099094705227122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6DICcxXI/AAAAAAAABQ8/C9X3iZzTLBQ/s200/Babycakes+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next I let my dough rise, coming every 30 minutes to deflate the air. This process really started to build up my confidence, because my dough was actually rising...something that I have never had happen before! after the two hour time period the dough went into the fridge and I gave it a good night kiss, tucking it in with it's plastic wrap blanky and slowly closing the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6E4CcxaI/AAAAAAAABRU/wz2CXl_Cji0/s1600-h/Babycakes+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099124769998242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6E4CcxaI/AAAAAAAABRU/wz2CXl_Cji0/s200/Babycakes+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Half asleep at 5:30 in the morning I suddenly remembered my little dough baby sleeping in the fridge. I hopped out of bed quickly getting the dough out of the fridge and plopping it out on the counter. OMG!! This can't be happening! I don't have a rolling pin! Somehow that small detail slipped my mind, but I didn't get discouraged! I was going to find a way to get this damn dough rolled out. With some quick think I found a can of refrigerated pizza dough, which very much resembled a rolling pin...and worked a lot like a rolling pin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6DoCcxYI/AAAAAAAABRE/jwf0bXPkOyY/s1600-h/Babycakes+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099103295161730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6DoCcxYI/AAAAAAAABRE/jwf0bXPkOyY/s200/Babycakes+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With one more prayer I stuck my buns in the oven watching the clock tick down the 30 minutes. Beep-beep, beep-beep...moment of truth. I slowly pulled down the oven door and ---Aaaawww--- I had Sticky Buns! They were the most gorgeous buns I had ever laid eyes on! I was almost in tears because they were so beautiful and I had made them completely by hand! I scooped one off of the baking sheet and took my first bite and I nearly melted. The bun was so light and flaky, with a wonderful buttery taste. I had finally done it! I conquered my yeast fears and I did it all on my own with no fancy machinery to help me! This will be a day I will never forget! Thank you Tuesdays With Dorie and thank you Madam Chow for making this one of the best baking days I've had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6EICcxZI/AAAAAAAABRM/NsiKuBZDsHs/s1600-h/Babycakes+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099111885096338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6EICcxZI/AAAAAAAABRM/NsiKuBZDsHs/s200/Babycakes+220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pecan Honey Sticky Buns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For The Glaze:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 cup (packed) light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 stick (8 tablespoons) unsalted butter, cut into 4 pieces&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup honey&lt;br /&gt;1-1/2 cups pecans (whole or pieces)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For The Filling:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons (packed) light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons unsalted butter, at room temperature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;For the Buns:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 recipe dough for Golden Brioche loaves (see below), chilled and ready to shape (make the full recipe and cut the dough in half after refrigerating it overnight)&lt;br /&gt;Generously butter a 9-x-13-inch baking pan (a Pyrex pan is perfect for this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To make the glaze:&lt;/u&gt; In a heavy-bottomed saucepan, bring the brown sugar, butter, and honey to a boil over medium-low heat, stirring frequently to dissolve the sugar. Pour the glaze into the buttered pan, evening it out as best you can by tilting the pan or spreading the glaze with a heatproof spatula. Sprinkle over the pecans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To make the filling:&lt;/u&gt; Mix the sugars and cinnamon together in a bowl. If necessary, in another bowl, work the butter with a spatula until it is soft, smooth and spreadable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To shape the buns:&lt;/u&gt; On a flour-dusted work surface, roll the chilled dough into a 16-inch square. Using your fingers or a pastry brush, spread the softened butter over the dough. Sprinkle the dough with the cinnamon sugar, leaving a 1-inch strip bare on the side farthest from you. Starting with the side nearest you, roll the dough into a cylinder, keeping the roll as tight as you can. (At this point, you can wrap the dough airtight and freeze it for up to 2 months . . . . Or, if you want to make just part of the recipe now, you can use as much of the dough as you'd like and freeze the remainder. Reduce the glaze recipe accordingly).With a chef's knife, using a gentle sawing motion, trim just a tiny bit from the ends of the roll if they're very ragged or not well filled, then cut the log into 1-inch thick buns. (Because you trim the ragged ends of the dough, and you may have lost a little length in the rolling, you will get 15 buns, not 16.) Fit the buns into the pan cut side down, leaving some space between them.Lightly cover the pan with a piece of wax paper and set the pan in a warm place until the buns have doubled in volume, about 1 hour and 45 minutes. The buns are properly risen when they are puffy, soft, doubled and, in all likelihood, touching one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Getting ready to bake:&lt;/u&gt; When the buns have almost fully risen , center a rack in the oven and preheat the oven to 375 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;Remove the sheet of wax paper and put the pan on a baking sheet lined with parchment or a silicone mat. Bake the sticky buns for about 30 minutes, or until they are puffed and gorgeously golden; the glaze will be bubbling away merrily. Pull the pan from the oven.&lt;br /&gt;The sticky buns must be unmolded minutes after they come out of the oven. If you do not have a rimmed platter large enough to hold them, use a baking sheet lined with a silicone mate or buttered foil. Be careful - the glaze is super-hot and super-sticky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What You'll Need for the Golden Brioche Dough&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 packets active dry yeast (each packet of yeast contains approx. 2 1/4 teaspoons)&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup just-warm-to-the-touch water&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup just-warm-to-the-touch whole milk&lt;br /&gt;3 1/3 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons salt&lt;br /&gt;3 large eggs, at room temperature&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 sticks (12 ounces) unsalted butter, at room temperature but still slightly firm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Make The Brioche:&lt;/u&gt; Put the yeast, water and milk in the bowl of a stand mixer and, using a wooden spoon, stir until the yeast is dissolved. Add the flour and salt, and fit into the mixer with the dough hook, if you have one. Toss a kitchen towel over the mixer, covering the bowl as completely as you can-- this will help keep you, the counter and your kitchen floor from being showered in flour. Turn the mixer on and off a few short pulses, just to dampen the flour (yes, you can peek to see how you're doing), then remove the towel, increase the mixer speed to medium-low and mix for a minute or two, just until the flour is moistened. At this point, you'll have a fairly dry, shaggy mess.Scrape the sides and bottom of the bowl with a rubber spatula, set the mixer to low and add the eggs, followed by the sugar. Increase the mixer speed to medium and beat for about 3 minutes, until the dough forms a ball. Reduce the speed to low and add the butter in 2-tablespoon-size chunks, beating until each piece is almost incorporated before adding the next. You'll have a dough that is very soft, almost like batter. Increase the speed to medium-high and continue to beat until the dough pulls away from the sides of the bowl, about 10 minutes.Transfer the dough to a clean bowl (or wash out the mixer bowl and use it), cover with plastic wrap and leave at room temperature until nearly doubled in size, 40 to 60 minutes, depending upon the warmth of your room.Deflate the dough by lifting it up around the edges and letting it fall with a slap to the bowl. Cover the bowl with the plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator. Slap the dough down in the bowl every 30 minutes until it stops rising, about 2 hours, then leave the uncovered dough in the refrigerator to chill overnight. (This is where you start up on the Sticky Bun Recipe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-648974398332737501?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/648974398332737501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=648974398332737501' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/648974398332737501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/648974398332737501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/05/twd-keep-stickin-with-it.html' title='TWD: Keep Stickin&apos; With It!!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDw6BoCcxWI/AAAAAAAABQ0/T6rduamtH2k/s72-c/Babycakes+207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-5164031158740417702</id><published>2008-05-20T11:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:11:06.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar cookies'/><title type='text'>TWD: Blast from the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For this week's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; our lovely hostess &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tara of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smellslikehome.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Smells Like Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; chose a recipe that I wish I could've participated in, which was the Traditional Madeleine's...however I don't yet have a Madeleine pan :( So I was able to choose a past TWD recipe and bake that instead. And I have to say I believe I picked a winner. I have been wanting to make Snickery Squares forever now, so I decided this was the best time to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgmkNrbQI/AAAAAAAABQc/Z0YXw5c7HOI/s1600-h/Babycakes+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202537841471220994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgmkNrbQI/AAAAAAAABQc/Z0YXw5c7HOI/s200/Babycakes+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For my squares I wanted to make a different base than shortbread, so I decided to make a peanut butter cookie base...which OMG was so yummy! How can you go wrong with PB, dulce de leche and chocolate? Oh duh, you can't!! I was actually mad at myself that I had waited so long to make this recipe, because it was soo easy, and soo good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgoENrbSI/AAAAAAAABQs/ZCoTCp5mRYc/s1600-h/Babycakes+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202537867241024802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgoENrbSI/AAAAAAAABQs/ZCoTCp5mRYc/s200/Babycakes+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing as how I had already changed the base of the cookie, I decided to fore go the caramelized peanuts, thinking that plain dry-roasted might be a little bit better, and wouldn't be too overwhelming. Not to mention that I cannot make caramel to save my life. I don't know what it is but every time I try, I fail. So to keep from getting disappointed I took the easy route :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgmENrbPI/AAAAAAAABQU/ps2EmbQKnvI/s1600-h/Babycakes+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202537832881286386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgmENrbPI/AAAAAAAABQU/ps2EmbQKnvI/s200/Babycakes+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Tuesday Everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgnkNrbRI/AAAAAAAABQk/CGbqikUDnQw/s1600-h/Babycakes+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202537858651090194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgnkNrbRI/AAAAAAAABQk/CGbqikUDnQw/s200/Babycakes+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Snickery Squares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;(This is the original recipe, to make the PB Base just use a any PB cookie recipe and bake accordingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the Crust:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup all-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;¼ cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2 TBSP powdered sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;¼ tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 stick unsalted butter, cut into small pieces and chilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 large egg yolk, lightly beaten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the Filling:&lt;br /&gt;½ cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;3 TBSP water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 ½ cups salted peanuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;About 1 ½ cups store-bought dulce de leche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the Topping:&lt;br /&gt;7 ounces bittersweet(I used semi since hubby doesn’t like bittersweet), coarsely chopped½ stick unsalted butter, cut into 8 pieces, at room temperature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350F. Butter a 8 inch square pan and put it on a baking sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;To Make the Crust:&lt;br /&gt;Toss the flour, sugar, powdered sugar and salt into a food processor and pulse a few times to combine. Toss in the pieces of cold butter and pulse about 12 times, until the mixture looks like coarse meal. Pour the yolk over the ingredients and pulse until the dough forms clumps and curds-stop before the dough comes together in a ball.Turn the dough into the buttered pan and gently press it evenly across the bottom of the pan. Prick the dough with a fork and slide the sheet into the oven.Bake the crust for 15-20 minutes, or until it takes on just a little color around the edges. Transfer the pan to a rack and cool to room temperature before filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;To Make the Filling:&lt;br /&gt;Have a parchment or silicone mat-lined baking sheet at the ready, as well as a long-handled wooden spoon and a medium heavy bottomed saucepan.Put the sugar and water in the saucepan and cook over medium-high heat, stirring, until the sugar dissolves. Keeping the heat fairly high, continue to cook the sugar, without stirring, until it just starts to color. Toss the peanuts and immediately start stirring. Keep stirring, to coat the peanuts with sugar. Within a few minutes, they will be covered with sugar and turn white—keep stirring until the sugar turns back into caramel. When the peanuts are coated with a nice deep amber caramel, remove the pan from the heat and turn the nuts out onto the baking sheet., using the wooden spoon to spread them out as best you can. Cool the nuts to room temperature.When they are cool enough to handle, separate the nuts or break them into small pieces. Divide the nuts in half. Keep half of the nuts whole or in biggish pieces for the filling, and finely chop the other half for the topping(I kept mine whole).Spread the dulce de leche over the shortbread base and sprinkle over the whole candied nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;To Make the Topping:&lt;br /&gt;Melt the chocolate in a heatproof bowl set over a saucepan of barely simmering water. Remove chocolate from the heat and gently stir in the butter, stirring until it is fully blended into the chocolate.Pour the chocolate over the dulce de leche, smoothing it with a long metal icing spatula, then sprinkle over the rest of the peanuts. Slide the pan into the fridge to set the topping, about 20 minutes; if you’d like to serve the squares cold, keep them refrigerated for at least 3 hours before cutting.Cut into 16 bars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-5164031158740417702?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5164031158740417702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=5164031158740417702' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5164031158740417702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5164031158740417702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/05/twd-blast-from-past.html' title='TWD: Blast from the Past'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDMgmkNrbQI/AAAAAAAABQc/Z0YXw5c7HOI/s72-c/Babycakes+193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3559153243978477549</id><published>2008-05-18T15:23:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:59:08.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><title type='text'>A Good Luck Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy, my boyfriend, is a golf-aholic...he manages a golf store, he plays golf (and is trying to go pro), his idol is Tiger Woods, and he drives a VW Bug that is painted to look like a golf ball with a big red tee on the top of it. Ok, stop laughing! He's also not a very "well-balanced meal" type of guy. His daily eating routine is a Mountain Dew and a bowl of Fruity Pebbles for breakfast, two Mountain Dews for a snack, a Whopper Value Meal from Burger King (with a large Sprite) for lunch, a Mountain Dew and Tiger-ade (Tiger's Gatorade) for an afternoon snack, a healthy dinner prepared by me with a Mountain Dew, and ice cream with five Oreos, 1/2 a bag of Sour Patch Kids and a Coke for dessert. Then he stays up until 2 in the morning and will have some scrambled eggs and cereal for a midnight snack! Surprisingly, and frustratingly, he doesn't gain a pound! He is a little stick figure, which is totally not fair...but that's a whole other story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDC0CENrbMI/AAAAAAAABP8/kFT4DrH-ghE/s1600-h/Babycakes+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201855517196774594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDC0CENrbMI/AAAAAAAABP8/kFT4DrH-ghE/s200/Babycakes+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, when he told me that he was playing in a golf tourney this weekend I decided that I would make him a healthy, filling, portable snack for him to take to the course. The first thing that popped into mind was scones, especially since he was teeing off at 7:30 am. Scones are also easy to transport in a golf bag, unlike big muffins. My Honey Oatmeal Scones would be sure to give him the boost that he needed, and would also last in his tummy for a few hours, thanks to the hearty oatmeal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDC0C0NrbOI/AAAAAAAABQM/o5OtpMPPp8U/s1600-h/Babycakes+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201855530081676514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDC0C0NrbOI/AAAAAAAABQM/o5OtpMPPp8U/s200/Babycakes+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When he called me to tell me that he had made it on to the next round I secretly told myself that it was due in part to my special good luck gift! Hey I have to get credit somehow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDC0CkNrbNI/AAAAAAAABQE/XlDJRfAg9ls/s1600-h/Babycakes+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201855525786709202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDC0CkNrbNI/AAAAAAAABQE/XlDJRfAg9ls/s200/Babycakes+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Honey Oatmeal Scones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 c cold buttermilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2 tablespoons honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 2/3 c flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/3 c old-fashioned oats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/3 c sugar, plus some for sprinkling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 tablespoon baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 stick plus 2 tablespoons cold unsalted butter cut into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees F, line baking sheet with parchment paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Stir eggs, buttermilk and honey together, set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Whisk flour, oats, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt and nutmeg together in a large bowl. Drop in the butter and working with your fingertips rub the butter into the dry ingredients until the mixture is pebbly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Pour the egg mixture over the dry ingredients and stir with fork until the dough just starts to come together, it'll be sticky so don't get scared, and don't over work the dough. Still in the bowl gently turn it with a rubber spatula 8 to 10 times. Turn the dough onto a lightly floured work surface and divide it in half. Working with one half at a time pat the dough into a rough circle that's about 5 inches in diameter, cut into 6 wedges and place on the baking sheet, sprinkle lightly with remaining sugar. Bake for 20 to 22 minutes, or until their tops are golden brown. Cool for 10 minutes before serving, and serve plain or with jam, honey, peanut butter, yada-yada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3559153243978477549?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3559153243978477549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3559153243978477549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3559153243978477549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3559153243978477549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-luck-gift.html' title='A Good Luck Gift'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SDC0CENrbMI/AAAAAAAABP8/kFT4DrH-ghE/s72-c/Babycakes+179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7286364211934826012</id><published>2008-05-12T19:30:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T06:57:29.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays with Dorie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>A Trip to Florida for Tuesdays with Dorie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJZkNrbHI/AAAAAAAABPU/uwyGRMla_R0/s1600-h/Babycakes+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199697579598376050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJZkNrbHI/AAAAAAAABPU/uwyGRMla_R0/s200/Babycakes+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's my first Tuesday as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuesdayswithdorie.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; member and I couldn't have been more happier with the choice! Dianne of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diannesdishes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dianne's Dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was the lucky picker of the week and chose Florida Pie. At first, when reading the recipe it sound like it was going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reminiscent&lt;/span&gt; of Key Lime Pie, but with a hint of coconut, and I must say I was wrong. While the pie does have a lime cream center, the most amazing, and my most favorite, part of the pie was the coconut cream base. I reminded me a lot, which is also Dorie's description, of the filling in an Almond Joy or Mounds candy bar...can you say YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJaUNrbII/AAAAAAAABPc/dZHl59ucTqU/s1600-h/Babycakes+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199697592483277954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJaUNrbII/AAAAAAAABPc/dZHl59ucTqU/s200/Babycakes+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJa0NrbJI/AAAAAAAABPk/1zWFMw38H34/s1600-h/Babycakes+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing as how I am still adjusting to my new apartment I have not yet been able to invest in a food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;processor&lt;/span&gt; (hopefully next week) so I used a store bought graham cracker pie crust. I was surprised at how quickly this pie comes together and how quickly it made me want to get in my bathing suit and eat it while lounging in a beach chair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJa0NrbJI/AAAAAAAABPk/1zWFMw38H34/s1600-h/Babycakes+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199697601073212562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJa0NrbJI/AAAAAAAABPk/1zWFMw38H34/s200/Babycakes+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people really believe that food can take you places, and I am one of those people. A few years ago I went to Jamaica, and this pie totally took me back! Back to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smoldering&lt;/span&gt;, sweaty heat, but the refreshing taste of something like Florida Pie quickly cooling down your body. I hear the little Jamaican girls surrounding me in the shallow, lapping waves, asking me why my hair is so different than theirs. Following me around the beach just in awe of my nationality and differences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJbENrbKI/AAAAAAAABPs/DCd3t4otf5M/s1600-h/Babycakes+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199697605368179874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJbENrbKI/AAAAAAAABPs/DCd3t4otf5M/s200/Babycakes+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When food can give you that kind of feeling, you know it's a keeper. I can't wait to share this pie with my family and see where it takes them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJbUNrbLI/AAAAAAAABP0/vQQt9SjqT7M/s1600-h/Babycakes+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199697609663147186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJbUNrbLI/AAAAAAAABP0/vQQt9SjqT7M/s200/Babycakes+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. - I was super stoked to be able to use my little blow torch for the first time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;Florida Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1 9-inch graham cracker crust (page 235), fully baked and cooled, or a store-bought crust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/3 cups heavy cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/2 cups shredded sweetened coconut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4 large eggs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1 14-ounce can sweetened condensed milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup fresh Key (or regular) lime juice (from about 5 regular limes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1/4 cup of sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Getting Ready:&lt;br /&gt;Center a rack in the oven and preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Put the pie plate on a baking sheet lined with parchment of a silicone mat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Put the cream and 1 cup of the coconut in a small saucepan and bring it to a boil over medium-low heat, stirring almost constantly. Continue to cook and stir until the cream is reduced by half and the mixture is slightly thickened. Scrape the coconut cream into a bowl and set it aside while you prepare the lime filling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Working with a stand mixer, preferably fitted with a paddle attachment, or with a hand mixer in a large bowl beat the egg yolks at high speed until thick and pale. Reduce the mixer speed to low and beat in the condensed milk. Still on low, add half of the lime juice. When it is incorporated, add the reaming juice, again mixing until it is blended. Spread the coconut cream in the bottom of the graham cracker crust, and pour over the lime filling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bake the pie for 12 minutes. Transfer the pie to a cooling rack and cool for 15 minutes, then freeze the pie for at least 1 hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To Finish the Pie with Meringue:&lt;br /&gt;Put the 4 egg whites and the sugar in a medium heavy-bottomed saucepan and heat over medium-low heat, whisking all the while, until the whites are hot to the touch. Transfer the whites to a stand mixer, fitted with the whisk attachment, or use a hand mixer in a large bowl, and beat the whites at high speed until they reach room temperature and hold firm peaks. Using a rubber spatula, fold the remaining 1/2 cup coconut into the meringue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spread the meringue over the top of the pie, and run the pie under the broiler until the top of the meringue is golden brown. (Or, if you've got a blowtorch, you can use it to brown the meringue.) Return the pie to the freezer for another 30 minutes or for up to 3 hours before serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7286364211934826012?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7286364211934826012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7286364211934826012' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7286364211934826012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7286364211934826012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-florida-for-tuesdays-with-dorie.html' title='A Trip to Florida for Tuesdays with Dorie!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCkJZkNrbHI/AAAAAAAABPU/uwyGRMla_R0/s72-c/Babycakes+167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7366751240254295883</id><published>2008-05-08T15:54:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:35:45.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar cookies'/><title type='text'>Somedays You Feel Like a Nut...and Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTWyVu9WI/AAAAAAAABO8/ZwXr10HOAEw/s1600-h/Babycakes+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198230783339197794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTWyVu9WI/AAAAAAAABO8/ZwXr10HOAEw/s200/Babycakes+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life seems to be a little nutty right now. I'm in the "growing up" phase of trying to decide what I wanna do with my life...and what I don't. I know that I want to travel too, but where, and how do I afford it? I want to start reading more and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spending&lt;/span&gt; more "me" time, but when will I do that? I want to buy new things for my apartment, but how do I pay for it? I want to get caught up on my Realty TV shows, but when will I find the time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTXiVu9YI/AAAAAAAABPM/kxzp9Y3p0LA/s1600-h/Babycakes+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198230796224099714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTXiVu9YI/AAAAAAAABPM/kxzp9Y3p0LA/s200/Babycakes+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its funny...I always thought that being a grown up meant freedom, whew was I wrong! I feel so constricted and tied down right now. I always imagined my twenties as being the most care-free time in the world! But I've got bills to pay, mouths to feed (Mine and Andy's, no babies here...yet), a house to clean, a job to attend, workouts that must be done and sleep that MUST be slept. So how do you do it? How do grown ups find time to fulfill their dreams, travel to far off places, read a good book, bake some great cakes?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTWSVu9VI/AAAAAAAABO0/yWA2FPvLJqc/s1600-h/Babycakes+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198230774749263186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTWSVu9VI/AAAAAAAABO0/yWA2FPvLJqc/s200/Babycakes+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mind has been running in so many directions that i feel like an absolute nut case! I feel like I should sit down and make a to-do list or have some priority...but I don't want to live my life that way. I want some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spontaneity&lt;/span&gt;, but it just seems impossible. Hopefully the shell to this nut will break soon, and hopefully it'll be for the better :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chocolate Oatmeal Almost Candy Bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baking from Home to Yours ~ Dorie Greenspan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oatmeal Layer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 c flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2 sticks (8 oz) unsalted, room temp, butter&lt;br /&gt;2 c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;packed&lt;/span&gt; light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;3 c old-fashioned oats&lt;br /&gt;1 c salted peanuts, coarsely chopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chocolate Layer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 14-oz can sweetened condensed milk&lt;br /&gt;2 c (12 oz) semisweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp unsalted butter&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 c moist, plump raisins&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c coarsely chopped peanuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Getting Ready:&lt;/span&gt; Center a rack in oven &amp;amp; preheat to 350 degrees F. Butter a 9x13 inch baking pan and place the pan on a baking sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oatmeal Layer:&lt;/span&gt; Whisk together flour, baking soda, salt and cinnamon. Beat butter on medium speed until soft and creamy. Add brown sugar and beat for 2 minutes, then add eggs one at a time, beating for one minute after each egg goes in. Beat in the vanilla. The mixture should be light and fluffy. Reduce the mixer speed to low and add dry ingredients, mixing just until they disappear. Still on low speed stir in oats and nuts. Set aside 1 1/2 to 2 cups of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mixture&lt;/span&gt;, then turn the remaining dough into the buttered pan. Gently and evenly press the dough over the bottom of the pan. Set aside and prepare the next layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chocolate Layer:&lt;/span&gt; Set heatproof bowl over a saucepan of simmering water. Put the condensed milk, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; chips, butter and salt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the bowl and stir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; until the milk is warm and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; and butter are melted. Remove the bowl from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pan&lt;/span&gt; of water and stir in the vanilla, raisins and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;peanuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pour the warm chocolate mixture over the oatmeal crust, then scatter the remaining oatmeal mixture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;over top&lt;/span&gt;. Bake 25-30 minutes until topping is golden brown and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; is dull. Transfer the baking pan to a rack and cool for 2 hours. Run a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blunt&lt;/span&gt; knife between the edges of the cake and pan, and carefully turn the cake onto a rack. Turn right side up, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;refrigerate&lt;/span&gt; at least an hour before cutting. Cut into rectangles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTXCVu9XI/AAAAAAAABPE/gpc5WUekvX8/s1600-h/Babycakes+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198230787634165106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTXCVu9XI/AAAAAAAABPE/gpc5WUekvX8/s200/Babycakes+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7366751240254295883?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7366751240254295883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7366751240254295883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7366751240254295883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7366751240254295883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/05/somedays-you-feel-like-nutand-chocolate.html' title='Somedays You Feel Like a Nut...and Chocolate'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SCPTWyVu9WI/AAAAAAAABO8/ZwXr10HOAEw/s72-c/Babycakes+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4357246714809550117</id><published>2008-05-04T14:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:05:29.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brownies'/><title type='text'>Heavenly Goo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yZUp9_QI/AAAAAAAABOc/DSpFCZmlR7k/s1600-h/Babycakes+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196646430654987522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yZUp9_QI/AAAAAAAABOc/DSpFCZmlR7k/s200/Babycakes+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a huge fan of Dorie's Blondie recipe, in her book Baking From My Home to Yours. But I wanted to put a new spin on it and see if I could create my own special blondie recipe, and Bloggers, I did it! My recipe is a Caramel Apple Pecan Blondie, and it will knock your socks off! I am a caramel apple addict and have been craving something caramely for a while, so I figured I'd give my theory a whirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yZ0p9_RI/AAAAAAAABOk/O_ZYcn8x3iw/s1600-h/Babycakes+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196646439244922130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yZ0p9_RI/AAAAAAAABOk/O_ZYcn8x3iw/s200/Babycakes+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I was getting a little nervous when I was pouring the caramel into the batter, because I was so afraid that it wasn't going to work and that I was gonna have this awful glob of dough...but NO! My caramel beat in perfectly with the butter and brown sugar. After I had the dry ingredients mixed in, I folded my chopped Granny Smith Apple and the pecans. Let me tell you guys, this was probably the best dough I HAVE EVER had! I could not put my spoon down, so that gave me much hope that my blondies were going to turn out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yYkp9_PI/AAAAAAAABOU/eATlOIhyc-0/s1600-h/Babycakes+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196646417770085618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yYkp9_PI/AAAAAAAABOU/eATlOIhyc-0/s200/Babycakes+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After letting them cool, I made the first nail biting slice and was greeted with a smile on my face. The caramel apple blondies looked like real blondies! I must admit that they were a little gooey-er than a regular blondie, but who doesn't like goo? My first blondie creation...a winner! (If only we still had our Browniebabe Contests)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yaUp9_SI/AAAAAAAABOs/y3YSO8kHpVA/s1600-h/Babycakes+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196646447834856738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yaUp9_SI/AAAAAAAABOs/y3YSO8kHpVA/s200/Babycakes+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4357246714809550117?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4357246714809550117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4357246714809550117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4357246714809550117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4357246714809550117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/05/heavenly-goo.html' title='Heavenly Goo!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SB4yZUp9_QI/AAAAAAAABOc/DSpFCZmlR7k/s72-c/Babycakes+125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7800072048319324623</id><published>2008-04-27T15:02:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:41:42.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>Here Figgy, Figgy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;While at the grocery store last week I was slowly pushing my unmanageable cart down the produce department. I felt like I was a drunk driver who couldn't keep control of their car...only problem was I wasn't drunk, and it was my grocery cart, not my car! Getting more and more frustrated I began to think about how much I hated grocery shopping. I'm one of those people who plan out their meals for the week and only take on trip to the store, only to spend upwards of one hundred dollars a week and being faced with the miserable challenging of carrying all my groceries in by myself. Needless to say that with a misbehaving cart I was on the brink of foregoing grocery shopping for the week and living on pizza delivery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was at that very moment that I had, unknowingly, made my way all the way to the back of the produce department only to find myself in front of a big wooden shelf full of dried fruits and a variety of nuts. My interest was peaked. Dried pears, Bourbon candied pecans, dried mango, trail mix...and a big bag of mission figs! I have been craving figs for a while and could not believe that I had almost missed this opportunity all thanks to a stupid grocery cart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I excitedly put the figs in the cart, scurried through the other aisle picking up the rest of my items on the list and making my way over to the check out. While standing in the check out line my brain was running wild thinking of what I was going to create with my treasure find. I had an immediate attraction to the idea of a cookie. I started thinking that something salty might also be a really good compliment to the sweet figs. Knowing that I wanted to add chocolate to my salty, fig creation, I was slowly starting to form one of the best cookie recipes I have EVER had! Little did I know how big a hit this cookie was about to become. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_rUp9_NI/AAAAAAAABOE/qVzq-PqZurA/s1600-h/Babycakes+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057390009220306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_rUp9_NI/AAAAAAAABOE/qVzq-PqZurA/s200/Babycakes+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stumbling through my front door with five bags of groceries on each arm, I dumped them all on the kitchen floor and immediately got to work. Yes, that's right I left my grocery out while I concocted my cookie recipe...I mean what's more important here people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I used a basic chocolate chip cookie dough to start. I then delicately opened my bag of figs, as if they were a precious package that was fragile even to the touch of soft hands. Reaching in I gently scooped out a handful of the deep purple figs, laying them out on the cutting board, ready and willing to dice them up into little pieces. I think my initial delicacy with them was my way of saying sorry for what I was about to do. Once I had the figs prepared and added to the chocolate chip cookie dough I opened up my pantry door and found my secret ingredient. PRETZELS! I grabbed two big handfuls of the salty, crunchy pretzels and crushed them with my hands over my mixing bowl. Carefully mixing the pretzels into the dough I couldn't resist anymore I had to take a bite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_qUp9_LI/AAAAAAAABN0/Wxnqtlo6aIU/s1600-h/Babycakes+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057372829351090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_qUp9_LI/AAAAAAAABN0/Wxnqtlo6aIU/s200/Babycakes+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dipped my small silver spoon into the saltfully sweet dough and scooped out a huge chunk, making sure to have a little bit of everything in my first bite. Opening my mouth with fingers crossed I was met with an explosion of flavor and textures. The dough was somewhat sweet, thanks to the chocolate chips, but the figs added a chewy texture that was meet perfectly with the salty crunch of the pretzels. As the dough melted away in my mouth I found myself quickly reaching for another spoonful, and another, and maybe one more. Forcing myself to stop eating the dough, I dropped them by the spoonful on to my cookie sheet and sent them off to the oven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_rEp9_MI/AAAAAAAABN8/yUayM6YcrrA/s1600-h/Babycakes+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057385714252994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_rEp9_MI/AAAAAAAABN8/yUayM6YcrrA/s200/Babycakes+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even as baked cookies they still held onto their texture variety and were even more amazing with the meltiness of the chocolate chips. My friends and family could not stop raving about how light the cookies were, but still had a delicate sweetness to them, and were totally shocked with the pretzels bites. I invite all of you to give these awesome cookies a try, your taste buds will love you forever, and you'll actually be thankful that you made that dreadful trip down the grocery store aisle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_rkp9_OI/AAAAAAAABOM/uH7EEUEdgks/s1600-h/Babycakes+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057394304187618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_rkp9_OI/AAAAAAAABOM/uH7EEUEdgks/s200/Babycakes+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Figgy Chocolate Chip Pretzel Cookies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup (2 sticks) butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 cups (12-oz. pkg.) chocolate chips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 cup chopped mission figs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/2 cups coarsely chopped pretzels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 375° F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine flour, baking soda and salt in small bowl. Beat butter, granulated sugar, brown sugar and vanilla extract in large mixer bowl until creamy. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Gradually beat in flour mixture. Stir in chocolate chips, figs and pretzels. Drop by rounded tablespoon onto ungreased baking sheets. BAKE for 9 to 11 minutes or until golden brown. Cool on baking sheets for 2 minutes; remove to wire racks to cool completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7800072048319324623?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7800072048319324623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7800072048319324623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7800072048319324623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7800072048319324623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-figgy-figgy.html' title='Here Figgy, Figgy!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SBT_rUp9_NI/AAAAAAAABOE/qVzq-PqZurA/s72-c/Babycakes+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-154923294333508365</id><published>2008-04-20T13:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T15:15:30.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake'/><title type='text'>Who Wants a Cupcake...or is it Cheesecake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been thinking that I want to start getting more creative with my baking. With people like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culinaryconcoctionsbypeabody.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Peabody of Culinary Concoctions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tartelette.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Helen of Tartelette &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(two of my most favorite bloggers) whipping up fabulous creations, I've been feeling a bit inspired. These two ladies have some of the most creative minds I've seen when it comes to decadent, show stopping desserts. My mouth salivates when I visit their blogs. They take very basic simple recipes and add their own special touch to them to make each and every dessert their own. And I totally wanna be like them when I grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_sMDtyGI/AAAAAAAABNM/WUB4ZTlwRnY/s1600-h/Babycakes+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191453761346586722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_sMDtyGI/AAAAAAAABNM/WUB4ZTlwRnY/s200/Babycakes+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started thinking in general about flavors that I like and then I started figuring out ways that I could put them together. To start my mind immediately jumped to a white cupcake. I love the simpleness of the plain white cupcake, but I wanted to give it a little pizazz. Think, think, think...many ideas popped into my head like adding chunks of candy bars or stirring in nutella, but that was killing the whole reason I like the white cupcake, it's simple and light. After my mind drifting through ideas for a few minutes I finally stopped on something that I really thought could work and stay true to the air, soft feel of the white cupcake. Cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_scDtyHI/AAAAAAAABNU/RPfbiTHD5QU/s1600-h/Babycakes+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191453765641554034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_scDtyHI/AAAAAAAABNU/RPfbiTHD5QU/s200/Babycakes+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did! I said cheesecake, and while I wish it could've been homemade I don't yet have a food processor at my new apartment, so I couldn't make my own cheesecake. I decided to go with Sarah Lee's frozen strawberry topped cheesecake. I cut the creamy, still frozen, cheesecake up into bite size chunks, slipping a few into my mouth when Baxter (my Terrier sous chef) wasn't looking. After whipping up my cupcake batter and pour it into the cupcake pan I excitedly dropped the cheesecake morsels into the center of the cups and sent them off to the oven, fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_s8DtyII/AAAAAAAABNc/PrS76ZqPmUM/s1600-h/Babycakes+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191453774231488642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_s8DtyII/AAAAAAAABNc/PrS76ZqPmUM/s200/Babycakes+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon opening the oven door everything looked ok, my biggest fear was that the cheesecake pieces were going to make huge sink holes in the cupcake, but thanks to my crossed fingers, my cupcake creations were spared :) After the cupcakes had cooled I took a tub of cream cheese icing that I had on hand on shmeared it on top of my fluffy white cupcakes. And to give the cupcakes that extra special attention to detail I rolled them in graham cracker crumbs, just to hit home that cheesecake flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_tMDtyJI/AAAAAAAABNk/VxB_DNiINIY/s1600-h/Babycakes+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191453778526455954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_tMDtyJI/AAAAAAAABNk/VxB_DNiINIY/s200/Babycakes+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second I finished rolling the last cupcake in the crumbs i quickly grabbed my knife and picked my sacrificial cupcake, cutting straight into his heart. Which revealed a white cupcake exterior gently cradling a gooey, creamy red and white cheesecake center. I had succeeded! My cupcake creation was a hit, and was just the start of more fabulous creations to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-154923294333508365?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/154923294333508365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=154923294333508365' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/154923294333508365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/154923294333508365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-wants-cupcake.html' title='Who Wants a Cupcake...or is it Cheesecake?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAu_sMDtyGI/AAAAAAAABNM/WUB4ZTlwRnY/s72-c/Babycakes+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2677530612783681766</id><published>2008-04-14T16:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:43:14.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar cookies'/><title type='text'>The Sandwich that Became a Dessert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hands down PB &amp;amp; J is my most favoritest sandwich ever! I don't know if it's the American childhood nostalgia that makes my heart thump for PB &amp;amp; J or if it's the gooey jelly layered on top of crunchy, chunky peanut butter. I remember back to my elementary school days when PB &amp;amp; J was a frequent visitor to my light pink Carebears lunch box. When the bell would ring for lunch I would get so excited because I knew what was waiting for me. PB &amp;amp; J is like a sweet lunch treat that could brighten up any horrible day at school. And while yes, there were times when my jelly was pile on a little too thick and would bleed through the bread, but who the heck cares! That just proves the bond that PB &amp;amp; J and I share, the poor sandwich's heart would bleed, crying out for my to let it free of the joyous Carebears and sink deep into the comfort of my tummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm8evMiSI/AAAAAAAABMs/8G5nzJ1EVxk/s1600-h/Babycakes+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189245122378500386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm8evMiSI/AAAAAAAABMs/8G5nzJ1EVxk/s200/Babycakes+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm8-vMiTI/AAAAAAAABM0/ZMA1U8sE8gw/s1600-h/Babycakes+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And what about all the variations of PB &amp;amp; J that can be made! It's as simple as switching up the flavor of the jelly from Strawberry to Grape to Apricot...or the PB from crunchy or creamy. Sometimes a few bananas or raspberries would find their way in or maybe a shmear of Nutella. I've even stuck my PB &amp;amp; J in a skillet, and we played "grilled cheese" dress up, this being one of my most favoritest ways to have PB &amp;amp; J because everything gets melty and you take a bite of that gooey heaven and your head just falls in contempt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm8-vMiTI/AAAAAAAABM0/ZMA1U8sE8gw/s1600-h/Babycakes+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189245130968434994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm8-vMiTI/AAAAAAAABM0/ZMA1U8sE8gw/s200/Babycakes+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm9OvMiUI/AAAAAAAABM8/0fwdAUaIyZ8/s1600-h/Babycakes+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well since I love this little sandwich so much I decided to try out a new recipe I had seen which actually turns the infamous PB &amp;amp; J into a scrumptious cookie bar! I know I jumped for joy too! This recipe is courtesy of Martha Stewart and was actually one of her best so far. The base has a great solid cookie texture to it, but the jelly keeps it's sticky consistency (unless you're bad and you eat it straight out of the oven, and then it's a gooey bit of WOW!...but I wouldn't know that from experience). And the crunchy nuts on the top just add to the outrageous nutty flavor! I actually didn't have peanuts, but I did have mixed nuts, so I used those and the bars were amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm9-vMiVI/AAAAAAAABNE/7v9QV9wXmXw/s1600-h/Babycakes+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189245148148304210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm9-vMiVI/AAAAAAAABNE/7v9QV9wXmXw/s200/Babycakes+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm9OvMiUI/AAAAAAAABM8/0fwdAUaIyZ8/s1600-h/Babycakes+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So here's to the love of my sandwich life, one of my best food friends...The PB &amp;amp; J!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm9OvMiUI/AAAAAAAABM8/0fwdAUaIyZ8/s1600-h/Babycakes+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189245135263402306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm9OvMiUI/AAAAAAAABM8/0fwdAUaIyZ8/s200/Babycakes+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Makes about 3 dozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature, plus more for pan&lt;br /&gt;3 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for pan&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 cups smooth peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons salt&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups strawberry jam, or other flavor&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup salted peanuts, roughly chopped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Heat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9-by-13-inch pan with butter, and line the bottom with parchment paper. Grease the parchment, and coat inside of pan with flour; set aside. Place butter and sugar in the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment. Beat on medium-high speed until fluffy, about 2 minutes. On medium speed, add eggs and peanut butter; beat until combined, about 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Whisk together salt, baking powder, and flour. Add to bowl of mixer on low speed; combine. Add vanilla. Transfer two-thirds of mixture to prepared pan; spread evenly with offset spatula. Using offset spatula, spread jam on top of peanut-butter mixture. Dollop remaining third of peanut-butter mixture on top of jam. Sprinkle with peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Bake until golden, about 45 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack to cool; cut into about thirty-six 1 1/2-by-2-inch pieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2677530612783681766?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2677530612783681766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2677530612783681766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2677530612783681766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2677530612783681766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/sandwich-that-became-dessert.html' title='The Sandwich that Became a Dessert!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SAPm8evMiSI/AAAAAAAABMs/8G5nzJ1EVxk/s72-c/Babycakes+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-5180582872921638998</id><published>2008-04-08T14:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:40:50.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Doctor's Order</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never fails, as soon as spring rolls around and it's time to play outside I get hit with a whammie of a cold, better known as bronchitis! Yeah, totally sucks! So as I'm lying on my death couch (couch is so much more comfortable than a bed when you have drainage) I'm obsessing over the Food Network. My two favorite girls, Giada and Ina, are whipping up some glorious desserts and I start to hear my tummy rumble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcA3cA90I/AAAAAAAABMM/d27VB7z_nRI/s1600-h/Babycakes+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187051672031000386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcA3cA90I/AAAAAAAABMM/d27VB7z_nRI/s200/Babycakes+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the doctor said to stay in bed and rest, "That's the only way to get rid of this Stephanie!" Tick tock, tick tock, I wait another half and hour and decide to rebel against doctors orders, I've gotta make me a snack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcBHcA91I/AAAAAAAABMU/0xZpDidok-k/s1600-h/Babycakes+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187051676325967698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcBHcA91I/AAAAAAAABMU/0xZpDidok-k/s200/Babycakes+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm immediately hit with a gooey craving, but know that I want gooey + fruit + crunchy, honestly if I ever find out where cravings come from maybe they'll make more sense. As I'm flipping through recipes I'm not finding anything that is jumping out...I take a break...blow my nose...and dive back in. Then it happens, my epiphany! Some type of upside down cake is what my heart (and tummy) desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcBXcA92I/AAAAAAAABMc/Lhn7Dgbn-lI/s1600-h/Babycakes+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187051680620935010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcBXcA92I/AAAAAAAABMc/Lhn7Dgbn-lI/s200/Babycakes+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With no pineapple in the house I know I'm gonna need to get creative. Low and behold in my frozen fruit and veggie packed freezer I find a bag of blueberries and some pecans. Ding-Ding-Ding, we have a winner. The thought of warm blueberries, coated in a nutty caramel sauce, bursting in my mouth almost had me feeling better...almost. And let me just say if I weren't sick I could've scarffed the whole cake down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcBncA93I/AAAAAAAABMk/n2Lbrwr3HRI/s1600-h/Babycakes+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187051684915902322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="135" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcBncA93I/AAAAAAAABMk/n2Lbrwr3HRI/s200/Babycakes+083.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blueberry Upside Down Cake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Topping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 stick butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/2 cups frozen blueberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 cup chopped pecans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Put all ingredients in a 9 inch cake pan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cook ingredients over medium flame until butter and sugar are melted, turning a caramel brown color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Set aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;3/4 cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 3/4 cups cake flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2 large eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup whole milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preheat oven to 325°F. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sift cake flour, baking powder, salt and cinnamon into medium bowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Using electric mixer, beat butter and sugar in another medium bowl until well blended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Add eggs 1 at a time and beat until well blended after each addition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mix in vanilla extract. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Beat in flour mixture in 3 additions alternately with whole milk in 2 additions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Spoon batter into blueberry-pecan prepared cake pan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bake 35 minutes or until top of cake is golden brown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let cool for 10 minutes and invert on to cake platter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-5180582872921638998?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5180582872921638998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=5180582872921638998' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5180582872921638998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5180582872921638998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/doctors-order.html' title='Doctor&apos;s Order'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R_wcA3cA90I/AAAAAAAABMM/d27VB7z_nRI/s72-c/Babycakes+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3377212120775377724</id><published>2008-03-24T17:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:39:17.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake'/><title type='text'>Hey There Chickadee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJVXcA9yI/AAAAAAAABL8/rkBQ5Ua70-0/s1600-h/Babycakes+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181472002707355426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJVXcA9yI/AAAAAAAABL8/rkBQ5Ua70-0/s200/Babycakes+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spring has definitely sprung here in the Land of Enchantment (New Mexico)! My tree is full of light pink flowers, the birds are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chirping&lt;/span&gt;, and the sunshine is actually warm. I can't tell you how much a relief it is to start having warm weather. I was actually able to drive in my car yesterday with the windows down, music &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blaring&lt;/span&gt; and my arm hanging out the window. And boy oh boy there's nothing like having the warm radiance from above gently heat your skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJVncA9zI/AAAAAAAABME/zIp0UFg1DgY/s1600-h/Babycakes+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181472007002322738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJVncA9zI/AAAAAAAABME/zIp0UFg1DgY/s200/Babycakes+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So to celebrate the spring season, as well as Easter Sunday, I made some little chick cupcakes. I was actually browsing around Martha Stewart's website and came across the recipe for these little cuties. The second I saw them I just got the biggest smile and knew that I couldn't turn down the opportunity to spread the smiles, which I was overwhelmed with when I took them over to my parents house. My mom about died when she got the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; at them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJUXcA9wI/AAAAAAAABLs/FoFVL8xpjo0/s1600-h/Babycakes+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181471985527486210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJUXcA9wI/AAAAAAAABLs/FoFVL8xpjo0/s200/Babycakes+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I almost felt a little guilty biting into the head of these little baby chicks, but the second my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;taste buds&lt;/span&gt; registered the toasted coconut, the feeling of regret quickly passed. My yellow cake was so moist and was complimented well by the vanilla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt;, and the crispness of the coconut. I couldn't find black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;licorice&lt;/span&gt; ropes (nor do I care for black licorice) so I used some left over brownies and rolled little pieces of them into balls for the eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJU3cA9xI/AAAAAAAABL0/W5N-8wy22Xs/s1600-h/Babycakes+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181471994117420818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJU3cA9xI/AAAAAAAABL0/W5N-8wy22Xs/s200/Babycakes+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope Spring is on the way for you and that the little chicks remind you that warmer days are on their way :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3377212120775377724?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3377212120775377724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3377212120775377724' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3377212120775377724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3377212120775377724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-there-chickadee.html' title='Hey There Chickadee!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-hJVXcA9yI/AAAAAAAABL8/rkBQ5Ua70-0/s72-c/Babycakes+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3312237239345167508</id><published>2008-03-19T11:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T06:09:07.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Luck of the Irish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy (Belated) St. Patrick's Day! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seeing as how St. Patrick's Day was on a weekday it took me few days to get to the post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I grew up in a family that goes all out for every, and I do mean &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; holiday. My mom (although I call her a dork now...secretly wanting to be her when I grow up) is a holiday fanatic. So it's no surprise that she has green coming out the wazoo on St. Patrick's Day. She loves her little leprechaun earrings and buying us St. Patty's Day underwear, she has a shamrock headband and even green socks, but there was one day that she took the addition of green to our life way too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-JhCncA9uI/AAAAAAAABLc/VLr-F3iWld4/s1600-h/Babycakes+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179809219003610850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-JhCncA9uI/AAAAAAAABLc/VLr-F3iWld4/s200/Babycakes+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was in middle school and was coming downstairs ready to make a nice bowl of Lucky Charms, watch some Saved By the Bell and prepare for a long day of education. "Cling-Cling" the geometric shapes and colorful marshmallows filled my bowl. I open the refrigerator to grab the milk and about died. My "creative" mom had put green food coloring in the entire gallon of milk! All I kept thinking was mold, mold, moldy milk! Needless to say I did not have Lucky Charms that day or the next, and that milk probably sat in the fridge for four days without being used, until my dad, sick of starring at the disgusting chug, threw it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-JhC3cA9vI/AAAAAAAABLk/jR8b4nvZ47E/s1600-h/Babycakes+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179809223298578162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-JhC3cA9vI/AAAAAAAABLk/jR8b4nvZ47E/s200/Babycakes+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is one of my "fondest" memories of St. Patrick's Day, one I'll never forget and never do to my kids (when I have them). And while I may not have green milk, I will have green cake. My vanilla cake got a few Irish kicks to it thanks to some Baileys and green food coloring. I also added a little mint flavoring and some chopped up Andes mints, with of course and overloaded amount of chocolate buttercream...mmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-JhB3cA9tI/AAAAAAAABLU/hDLbVYkcBf8/s1600-h/Babycakes+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179809206118708946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-JhB3cA9tI/AAAAAAAABLU/hDLbVYkcBf8/s200/Babycakes+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3312237239345167508?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3312237239345167508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3312237239345167508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3312237239345167508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3312237239345167508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/03/luck-of-irish.html' title='Luck of the Irish'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R-JhCncA9uI/AAAAAAAABLc/VLr-F3iWld4/s72-c/Babycakes+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-8609680002947768985</id><published>2008-03-14T15:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T11:22:16.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>Happy Pi Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the beloved 3.14! When I was younger this was probably one of my favorite days to go to school, I always looked at the month of March in hopes that the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; feel on a school day. Now you're probably wondering why on Earth any child would &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to go to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn2p2EHHI/AAAAAAAABK8/qV5EKB6G0H8/s1600-h/Babycakes+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177776016491551858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn2p2EHHI/AAAAAAAABK8/qV5EKB6G0H8/s200/Babycakes+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, the answer is Pi Day at school was simply that, it was &lt;em&gt;Pie Day&lt;/em&gt;. My school would dedicate the entire day to everything pie, and hello...how much do I love pie! We would have pie walks and pie eating contests, pie tosses and pies in your face. It was simply heaven! And even though I was an undercover math geek March 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was the one day I didn't have to be embarrassed to proclaim my love of math...because everyone else as doing it to. But after the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; my admiration for math was again tucked away for another year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn1p2EHGI/AAAAAAAABK0/nSHNOM4cLlA/s1600-h/Babycakes+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177775999311682658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn1p2EHGI/AAAAAAAABK0/nSHNOM4cLlA/s200/Babycakes+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It always amazes me the traditions one carries on, especially if they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ingrained&lt;/span&gt; in you from a young age. So when I began talking about Pi Day two nights ago with my boyfriend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;contemplating&lt;/span&gt; what kind of pie to make for this glorious day I was shocked when he asked the dreaded question, "What is Pi?". My mouth almost hit the floor, I went on to explain to him my middle school memories only to get the "blank face" response. He had no clue as to what I was talking about, and here I am at 23 years old still believing that everyone celebrates Pi Day. My heart was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn252EHII/AAAAAAAABLE/5NZz7hoOKsk/s1600-h/Babycakes+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177776020786519170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn252EHII/AAAAAAAABLE/5NZz7hoOKsk/s200/Babycakes+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To make me feel better (and to spread the word about Pi Day), this post is dedicated to all of you out there who never had the chance to experience all the great things Pi Day has to offer. March 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; should be filled with meringues and fruits, chocolates and creams, double crusted and crumbs, piping hot and frozen pies of all kinds! As an offering to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anyones&lt;/span&gt; first Pi Day, I give to you Raspberry-Peach Crumb Topped Pie! Happy Pi Day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn3Z2EHJI/AAAAAAAABLM/OTZFp66o0DQ/s1600-h/Babycakes+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177776029376453778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn3Z2EHJI/AAAAAAAABLM/OTZFp66o0DQ/s200/Babycakes+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-8609680002947768985?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8609680002947768985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=8609680002947768985' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8609680002947768985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8609680002947768985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-pi-day.html' title='Happy Pi Day!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9sn2p2EHHI/AAAAAAAABK8/qV5EKB6G0H8/s72-c/Babycakes+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-4363861340639433995</id><published>2008-03-09T15:15:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:14:22.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Pushing Up Daisies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...Strawberry daisies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so stoked to use my new little baking pans that I got and thought long and hard about what to make. I wasn't in the mood for chocolate, I wanted something light and cakey and the only thing I could think about was strawberries. Strawberries just remind me so much of warmer weather, which I am dying to have. So, to bring a little sunshine in my life I made these little Strawberry "Daisy" Cakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9WyuZ2EHDI/AAAAAAAABKY/7yStBAhfVlk/s1600-h/Babycakes+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176239857013627954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9WyuZ2EHDI/AAAAAAAABKY/7yStBAhfVlk/s200/Babycakes+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once my little babies came out of the oven and curled up on the couch with a steaming cup of mint green tea, my latest book club book (Sophia's choice) and of course a plate of my little cakes. Not being able to wait another minute I took a small nibble (ok maybe not small) and was whisked away to a grassy field where the sun shines not stop, keeping me comfortably warm, while a nice summer breeze blows through the weeping willow. If only it were that easy! But escaping for a few moments is better than never leaving at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9Wx-52EHAI/AAAAAAAABKA/fIqKnAvCcIE/s1600-h/Babycakes+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176239040969841666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9Wx-52EHAI/AAAAAAAABKA/fIqKnAvCcIE/s200/Babycakes+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The recipe for these cakes is courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/strawberry-cake-with-whipped-cream?autonomy_kw=strawberry%20cake&amp;amp;rsc=header_2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Martha Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, and actually starts with a packaged cake mix. But with the addition of fresh strawberries, and using strawberry nectar instead of oil, these cakes took on a flavor all their own. They were so moist on the inside, but had the golden crisp crunch to the outside, which my taste buds are a huge fan of. I also made a little glaze for them which just added to the moistest-ness, because once the hot cakes soaked all of the yummy glaze up the glaze was contained within every spongy corner of the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9Wy_Z2EHEI/AAAAAAAABKg/1UGx4qbCiiU/s1600-h/Babycakes+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176240149071404098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9Wy_Z2EHEI/AAAAAAAABKg/1UGx4qbCiiU/s200/Babycakes+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's to the wishful dreaming of warmer days to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9WzSJ2EHFI/AAAAAAAABKo/-dNOicT3zzk/s1600-h/Babycakes+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176240471193951314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9WzSJ2EHFI/AAAAAAAABKo/-dNOicT3zzk/s200/Babycakes+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-4363861340639433995?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4363861340639433995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=4363861340639433995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4363861340639433995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/4363861340639433995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/03/pushing-up-daisies.html' title='Pushing Up Daisies...'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R9WyuZ2EHDI/AAAAAAAABKY/7yStBAhfVlk/s72-c/Babycakes+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-8622290803320406696</id><published>2008-03-03T19:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:24:11.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slowly but surely my quaint little apartment is becoming a home. I never thought it would be so difficult to turn something so foreign into something warm, cozy and comforting. My first days in my new home were very awkward, I didn't have much furniture, no decorations on the walls and found myself surround by plain, uninviting cardboard boxes! But over the last two weeks, and after many ventures to Target, I'm starting to see my home come to life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sophistication of cherry wood, the playfulness of colored plates hung on the wall as decoration and the many ideas of paint colors reeling through my head are giving my home the personality it was missing. And of course, nothing makes a home feel more like home than a good morning of baking. Adjusting to my little apartment sized kitchen was a little awkward but my Raspberry Coffeecake didn't seem to notice any differences :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yyUsycXoI/AAAAAAAABGY/Qy-_rDPIH-8/s1600-h/Babycakes+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173706140631719554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yyUsycXoI/AAAAAAAABGY/Qy-_rDPIH-8/s200/Babycakes+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yyVMycXpI/AAAAAAAABGg/5ELy1VGvIYE/s1600-h/Babycakes+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173706149221654162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yyVMycXpI/AAAAAAAABGg/5ELy1VGvIYE/s200/Babycakes+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With the smell of warm raspberry in the morning circulating my apartment I knew I was no longer living in an apartment. This is my home, where many days of baking, sleeping, crying, laughing and living will take place. I look forward to these days with anticipation and fear. Anticipation in my first step towards "independence", adulthood and creating, for myself, the life I dream about. Fear of loosing my connection with my family, closing the door on my childhood and not living up to the hopes I have for my future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yyccycXqI/AAAAAAAABGo/yzoAMbw9h6g/s1600-h/Babycakes+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173706273775705762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yyccycXqI/AAAAAAAABGo/yzoAMbw9h6g/s200/Babycakes+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yydcycXrI/AAAAAAAABGw/eVymXsZaBBM/s1600-h/Babycakes+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173706290955574962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yydcycXrI/AAAAAAAABGw/eVymXsZaBBM/s200/Babycakes+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But as the windy road of life unfolds before me, it's things like making Raspberry Coffeecake that keep me grounded and comforted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-8622290803320406696?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8622290803320406696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=8622290803320406696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8622290803320406696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8622290803320406696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R8yyUsycXoI/AAAAAAAABGY/Qy-_rDPIH-8/s72-c/Babycakes+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-1393864281951669870</id><published>2008-02-14T08:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T08:32:33.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Love is in the Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Valentine's Day has to be one of my favorite holidays, not only does this holiday celebrate my favorite color (&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;) but it also "allows" me to eat all the chocolaty goodies I want! I know, I know, Valentine's Day should be centered around love and being with the people you love, which for em it is, I have an amazing boyfriend, whom I am madly in love with (not to mention we're moving into our apartment today!). But you'd have to be a dummy to not think about chocolate on Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I mean how can you resist chocoalte covered strawberries, little chocolates with gooey filling inside, chocoalte cupcakes, chocoalte fondue, hot chocoalte with melty marshmallows, chocolate dipped cookies (I could go on forever, but I think you get the point). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing I love aboout Valentine's Day is think back to my elementary school days. We had to make our Valentine card holder out of red and pink construction paper, decorating it with sparkly glue and colored markers. There were stick figures of boys and girls holding hands, and crocked hearts floating around their heads. Then there was the excitment of going to the store and picking out your cards to give all your classmates...Carebares or Beauty and the Beast? Carebares or Beauty and the Beast? Uum...Beauty and the Beast! The worst part was actually having to write all your classmates names on the cards, but with a few hours of some good Nickelodeon that task seemed to whiz by. On Valentine's Day I'd wak to school in anticipation, praying that nobody else had bought the same cards as me, but that wish almost never came true :( It was finally time to pass out the cards and hurry back o my seat to tear them open and read all the notes. And of course there were those cute elementary school scribbled remarks on a Transformers card that always made me blush...Sadly those days are long gone and here I am all grown up planning a "real" Valentine's Day night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So to celebrate Valentine's Day I made a few little goodies, mostly chocolate, one not :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcCDNUDQI/AAAAAAAABFo/vt8ibTy263Y/s1600-h/Babycakes+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166855862791441666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcCDNUDQI/AAAAAAAABFo/vt8ibTy263Y/s200/Babycakes+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;First we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1687704"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Black Forrest Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(chocolate cupcakes with cherry pie filling, topped with vanilla buttercream) Second is the ever popular &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wilton.com/recipes/recipesandprojects/misc/redvelvetcocoa_cake.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Red Velvet Cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joyofbaking.com/shortbreads/RaspberryWhiteChocolateShortbreads.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Raspberry White Chocolate Shortbread Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcGTNUDUI/AAAAAAAABGI/fpaAzWwyAJw/s1600-h/Babycakes+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166855935805885762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcGTNUDUI/AAAAAAAABGI/fpaAzWwyAJw/s200/Babycakes+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RdLjNUDVI/AAAAAAAABGQ/FsUA4zHmMew/s1600-h/Babycakes+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166857125511826770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RdLjNUDVI/AAAAAAAABGQ/FsUA4zHmMew/s200/Babycakes+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcFDNUDRI/AAAAAAAABFw/h_o0lwlUzps/s1600-h/Babycakes+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166855914331049234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcFDNUDRI/AAAAAAAABFw/h_o0lwlUzps/s200/Babycakes+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the best one of all..the Valentine Goody that I'm entering in "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kochtopf.twoday.net/stories/4625274/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A Heart For Your Valentine" Blogging Event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; is one of Donna Hay's recipes. It's calles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/240506"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Raspberry-Spiked Chocolate Brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; and they are to die for!! I used a cookie cutter to cut these moist, gooey brownies into cute little hearts! Happy Valentine's Day everybody!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcFzNUDSI/AAAAAAAABF4/OHcygmvLEEQ/s1600-h/Babycakes+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166855927215951138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcFzNUDSI/AAAAAAAABF4/OHcygmvLEEQ/s200/Babycakes+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcGDNUDTI/AAAAAAAABGA/iYbvp_-hbCE/s1600-h/Babycakes+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166855931510918450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcGDNUDTI/AAAAAAAABGA/iYbvp_-hbCE/s200/Babycakes+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="A heart for your Valentine" href="http://kochtopf.twoday.net/stories/4625274/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="A heart for your Valentine" href="http://kochtopf.twoday.net/stories/4625274/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-1393864281951669870?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1393864281951669870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=1393864281951669870' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1393864281951669870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/1393864281951669870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the Air!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R7RcCDNUDQI/AAAAAAAABFo/vt8ibTy263Y/s72-c/Babycakes+185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-994186142453060711</id><published>2008-02-10T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:02:31.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake'/><title type='text'>Wasting Away in Margarita-ville</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was hoping to use the cupcakes as some libations for my Super Bowl party, but I ended up drowing my sorrows in them as the fourth quarter ended and I was faced with the reality that my undefeated Patriots had just lost the biggest game of the season! Damn it...but thank goodness for my Margarita Cupcakes...otherwise I wouldn't have survived :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R6-dFTNUDNI/AAAAAAAABFQ/RtsS6W7tjKc/s1600-h/Babycakes+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165520011998268626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R6-dFTNUDNI/AAAAAAAABFQ/RtsS6W7tjKc/s200/Babycakes+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;These cupcakes were the absolute moistest cupcakes I have ever had in my life! I had heard about Margarita cupcakes before, but had never tried or had one. And now I'm kicking myself for wasting so many years of my life without these cupcakes! I'll admit that I was a little shocked they came out so good, because when I tasted the batter I was a little skepitcal...they were VERY strong thanks to the 1/2 cup of tequila and the few splashes of Grand Marnier that I added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R6-dGTNUDOI/AAAAAAAABFY/nTF5ZQfNqb8/s1600-h/Babycakes+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165520029178137826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R6-dGTNUDOI/AAAAAAAABFY/nTF5ZQfNqb8/s200/Babycakes+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But when my fluffy, bright yellow cupcakes came outta the oven, I grabbed on, peeling off the wrapper immediately and took a bit (hey if they weren't good, I wasn't gonna serve them to all my friends who think I'm a baking God :0) ) One big bite of my cupcake and a sign of relief came from my overstuffed mouth that was gorging on an outrageously good cupcake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the package of pudding also helped to moisten these babies up, and I am now excited to try a variety of cupcake mixes with puddings...something I had never thought of before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So if you'll please pull out your ID so that I can verify you're over 21...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;...All right now, raise your cupcake high and make a toast!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R6-dGzNUDPI/AAAAAAAABFg/oLzyrjf9TPY/s1600-h/Babycakes+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165520037768072434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R6-dGzNUDPI/AAAAAAAABFg/oLzyrjf9TPY/s200/Babycakes+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 package lemon cake mix&lt;br /&gt;1 (4 ounce) package instant lemon pudding mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup frozen margarita concentrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/4 cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;4 large eggs lightly beaten&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup gold tequila&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons Grand Marnier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the frosting I used a store bought white buttercream frosting, added a squirt of lime juice and some lime zest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Combine cake mix, pudding mix, vegetable oil, limeade, water, eggs, tequila and Grand Marnierin a large mixing bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Beat for 5 minutes at medium speed with an electric mixer.&lt;br /&gt;Pour batter in prepared cupcake pan.&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 18-20 minutes or until inserted toothpick in the center comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;Cool on a wire rack for 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Remove from pan and cool completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-994186142453060711?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/994186142453060711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=994186142453060711' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/994186142453060711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/994186142453060711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/02/wasting-away-in-margarita-ville.html' title='Wasting Away in Margarita-ville'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R6-dFTNUDNI/AAAAAAAABFQ/RtsS6W7tjKc/s72-c/Babycakes+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-8543026349694032273</id><published>2008-01-30T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:14:54.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>I've been Memed!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet Rosie of &lt;a href="http://rosiebakesapeaceofcake.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Rosie Bakes a Piece of Cake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;was kind enough to Meme me, and I can't tell you how excited I am. I've been curious at to how people get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;memed&lt;/span&gt; and no longer have to wonder. (These are the rules: 1. Link to your tagger and post these rules. 2. Share 5 facts about yourself 3. Tag 5 people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them). 4. Let them know they've been tagged by leaving a comment at their Blogs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I now have to list 5 facts about me, and then pass my meme tag along :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun Fact #1:&lt;/span&gt; When I was a sophomore in high school I broke my arm in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;, and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt; have two plates and thirteen screws...and no I do not set of the metal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;detectors&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun Fact #2:&lt;/span&gt; I desperately want to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Giada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Laurentiis&lt;/span&gt; when I grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun Fact #3:&lt;/span&gt; I am addicted to reality &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, and have everything from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt; to Apprentice to The Hills (just to name a few) set up on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tivo&lt;/span&gt; so that I NEVER, NEVER miss an episode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun Fact #4:&lt;/span&gt; I am currently applying for my Master's in Education, starting in the fall...which hopefully doesn't affect my blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun Fact #5:&lt;/span&gt; Do not ever leave an unattended dessert around me! I'll eat it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now that you know a little about me, lets find out a little about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Baking Soda at &lt;a href="http://bakemyday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Bake My Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jenny at &lt;a href="http://jennybakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Jenny Bakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Helen of &lt;a href="http://tartelette.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tartelette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Brooke of &lt;a href="http://brooke-cookiejar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cookie Jar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jennifer and Oliver at &lt;a href="http://chocolateshavings.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Chocolate Shavings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-8543026349694032273?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8543026349694032273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=8543026349694032273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8543026349694032273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8543026349694032273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-memed.html' title='I&apos;ve been Memed!!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3432098572905643299</id><published>2008-01-28T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T19:30:57.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daring Bakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>Daring Bakers Will Make You Pucker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must admit when I saw this month's Daring Bakers Challenge I was a little relieved! Lemon Meringue Pie...totally doable! I've made crust before, even some form of pie custard and I've definitely made meringue, so I figured I had this challenge in the bag! And what a better way to start the New Year than with a light, refreshing, make ya crave for warmer weather pie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56NgfknLzI/AAAAAAAABEQ/RtGgPyqT9OE/s1600-h/Babycakes+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717812383559474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56NgfknLzI/AAAAAAAABEQ/RtGgPyqT9OE/s200/Babycakes+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So one cold January day, hours before the Packers were set to play the Giants, in what was to be one of the most upsetting days of my life (sorry Packers:0( ) I set out to complete my DB Challenge. As I went to print out the recipe I was curious to see other DB's experiences and after reading some of the posts I was a little nervous. Many DB's were having trouble with the custard and meringue being too runny and ruining their crust. But I calmy read and re-read the instructions and just decided "To heck with it...if it's runny then oh well". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got together all of my crust ingredients, which came together easily in my food processor, which made me very excited. I eagerly placed my crust into it's new glass pie plate home, and tried to give it a little decorative edge...which totally didn't work. Carefully poured my pie weights in, to reveal a "clink,clink,clink" sound that got my heart beating in excitement, and sent the shell off the the oven. When The shell came out I couldn't help but to snag an edge of the crust, which was soo good I was totally ready to get eat the crust by itself. It was so light and flakey and really reminded me of a sugar cookie...I know right! What could be better than a sugar cookie crust!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With the crust set off to the side to cool I got to work on the custard. I was sure to watch the boiling points of my custard, not want to over cook it and completely ruin my pie. So at the sign of the first bubbles (thanks to Tartelette's advice) I turned off my flame. I was in shock at how thick the mixture was, but at how much yummy lemon zing it had from the fresh squeezed lemons! The baby chick yellow of the custard had me mesmerized for a few moments day dreaming of the warm weather that is soon to come. Whoa snap out of it Steph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56Ng_knL0I/AAAAAAAABEY/cxE6dq1sdwo/s1600-h/Babycakes+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717820973494082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56Ng_knL0I/AAAAAAAABEY/cxE6dq1sdwo/s200/Babycakes+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56NhfknL1I/AAAAAAAABEg/ytUGozT0zxs/s1600-h/Babycakes+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717829563428690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56NhfknL1I/AAAAAAAABEg/ytUGozT0zxs/s200/Babycakes+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My creamy custard was poured into it's golden brown pie shell and left to cool for a few hours. Those few hours gave me time to watch my Patriots go on to be champions and left me contemplating the fate of the upcoming Packers game. With my family glued to the T.V. in suspense of Brett Favre's future I was beginning to hear comments about my pie. "Maybe if we had some pie to distract us from the game this wouldn't be so bad!" And that was my hint that it was time to make the meringue. My family is not very patient when it comes to dessert, as you can tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The clear egg whites sat in the silver Kitcheaid bowl ready to be whipped into stiff peaks, and so they were. Within minutes I had transformed clear mookey liquid into a thick, white peaky pillow. Not waisting a second I plopped my meringue on top of my pie, using my spatula to create some outrageously pointy peaks, gave my pie a good luck blessing and shoved her in the oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56Nh_knL2I/AAAAAAAABEo/885mJoeq104/s1600-h/Babycakes+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717838153363298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56Nh_knL2I/AAAAAAAABEo/885mJoeq104/s200/Babycakes+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Beep, Beep...Beep, Beep" the oven was calling my name! With one last prayer I opened the oven door and literally jumped for joy.Sitting in front of my was the most gorgeous Lemon Meringue Pie I had ever seen. The peaks were a mocha brown but the base of the meringue had kept it's winter white color. With the family pressing my for their pie I cut into the billowing mountain tops with out much time for it to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56NifknL3I/AAAAAAAABEw/dNwqURDgQy0/s1600-h/Babycakes+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717846743297906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56NifknL3I/AAAAAAAABEw/dNwqURDgQy0/s200/Babycakes+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56OG_knL4I/AAAAAAAABE4/RrK0oKCD4II/s1600-h/Babycakes+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160718473808523138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56OG_knL4I/AAAAAAAABE4/RrK0oKCD4II/s200/Babycakes+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the knife slowly pulled out the very first slice, I held my breath. And to my amazement I just cut a perfect piece of pie. The entire slice came out perfectly, as if I had been making Lemon Meringue Pie from the moment I was born! Words cannot describe to you the sense of accomplishment that I had felt. Not to mention that the taste of this pie was one of the best I've had. Even my boyfriend, who hates Lemon Meringue couldn't help but eat the entire slice that had been handed to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56OHvknL5I/AAAAAAAABFA/R9NHkCl-v8g/s1600-h/Babycakes+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160718486693425042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56OHvknL5I/AAAAAAAABFA/R9NHkCl-v8g/s200/Babycakes+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56OJfknL6I/AAAAAAAABFI/m25ZQ7d83vE/s1600-h/Babycakes+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160718516758196130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56OJfknL6I/AAAAAAAABFI/m25ZQ7d83vE/s200/Babycakes+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daring Baker's Lemon Meringue Pie Challenge: A Success!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;br /&gt;Makes one 10-inch (25 cm) pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the Crust:&lt;br /&gt;¾ cup (180 mL) cold butter; cut into ½-inch (1.2 cm) pieces&lt;br /&gt;2 cups (475 mL) all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup (60 mL) granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;¼ tsp (1.2 mL) salt&lt;br /&gt;⅓ cup (80 mL) ice water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the Filling:&lt;br /&gt;2 cups (475 mL) water&lt;br /&gt;1 cup (240 mL) granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;½ cup (120 mL) cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;5 egg yolks, beaten&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup (60 mL) butter&lt;br /&gt;¾ cup (180 mL) fresh lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp (15 mL) lemon zest&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp (5 mL) vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the Meringue:&lt;br /&gt;5 egg whites, room temperature&lt;br /&gt;½ tsp (2.5 mL) cream of tartar&lt;br /&gt;¼ tsp (1.2 mL) salt&lt;br /&gt;½ tsp (2.5 mL) vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;¾ cup (180 mL) granulated sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Crust:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Make sure all ingredients are as cold as possible. Using a food processor or pastry cutter and a large bowl, combine the butter, flour, sugar and salt. Process or cut in until the mixture resembles coarse meal and begins to clump together. Sprinkle with water, let rest 30 seconds and then either process very briefly or cut in with about 15 strokes of the pastry cutter, just until the dough begins to stick together and come away from the sides of the bowl. Turn onto a lightly floured work surface and press together to form a disk. Wrap in plastic and chill for at least 20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Allow the dough to warm slightly to room temperature if it is too hard to roll. On a lightly floured board (or countertop) roll the disk to a thickness of ⅛ inch (.3 cm). Cut a circle about 2 inches (5 cm) larger than the pie plate and transfer the pastry into the plate by folding it in half or by rolling it onto the rolling pin. Turn the pastry under, leaving an edge that hangs over the plate about ½ inch (1.2 cm). Flute decoratively. Chill for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350ºF (180ºC). Line the crust with foil and fill with metal pie weights or dried beans. Bake for 20 to 25 minutes. Carefully remove the foil and continue baking for 10 to 15 minutes, until golden. Cool completely before filling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Filling:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bring the water to a boil in a large, heavy saucepan. Remove from the heat and let rest 5 minutes. Whisk the sugar and cornstarch together. Add the mixture gradually to the hot water, whisking until completely incorporated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Return to the heat and cook over medium heat, whisking constantly until the mixture comes to a boil. The mixture will be very thick. Add about 1 cup (240 mL) of the hot mixture to the beaten egg yolks, whisking until smooth. Whisking vigorously, add the warmed yolks to the pot and continue cooking, stirring constantly, until mixture comes to a boil. Remove from the heat and stir in butter until incorporated. Add the lemon juice, zest and vanilla, stirring until combined. Pour into the prepared crust. Cover with plastic wrap to prevent a skin from forming on the surface, and cool to room temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Meringue:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preheat the oven to 375ºF (190ºC). Using an electric mixer beat the egg whites with the cream of tartar, salt and vanilla extract until soft peaks form. Add the sugar gradually, beating until it forms stiff, glossy peaks. Pile onto the cooled pie, bringing the meringue all the way over to the edge of the crust to seal it completely. Bake for 15 to 20 minutes, or until golden. Cool on a rack. Serve within 6 hours to avoid a soggy crust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3432098572905643299?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3432098572905643299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3432098572905643299' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3432098572905643299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3432098572905643299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/daring-bakers-will-make-you-pucker.html' title='Daring Bakers Will Make You Pucker!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R56NgfknLzI/AAAAAAAABEQ/RtGgPyqT9OE/s72-c/Babycakes+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7789290390075485437</id><published>2008-01-27T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:54:18.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>"Mmm...doughnuts" ~Homer Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I saw that Peabody from Culinary Concoctions and Helen of Tartelette had decided to throw a "Time to Make the Doughnuts" blogging event I had no choice but to participate. I had never made homemade doughnuts before, and have actually been craving a good doughnut for quite some time, so I figured what better time than now! So off I went in search of an easy...non yeast...doughnut recipe (I'm still terrified to work with yeast!) After looking for a few days I came across an interesting recipe on Epicurious' website. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The doughnut was called Maple-Glazed Sour Cream Doughnut with Sugared Walnut Streusel, it was love at first read! There was no yeast at all, the recipe sounded very simple and the flavor combination left my lips smacking in anticipation. So that was it my recipe hunt had ended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the sun barely peeking over the mountains and gloomy snow clouds covering the wintry morning sky, it was time to fry up some doughnuts. Right away my kitchen was letting off the aroma of breakfast, and I had only made the dough for my fried little treats. It was the orange zest in the dough that awakened my family's nose giving them their morning hunger pains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My dough was ready in about 5 minutes, but need to rest for an hour. So while the dough was nestled in the corner staying warm, I got to work on the streusel which was also very, very easy! The recipe calls for walnuts, but I had pecans, so that's what i used. And who doesn't love cinnamon sugared pecans in the morning? By baking them in the oven the streusel gets a really nice crunch to it, which also brings out the flavor of the pecans. I had to force myself to quit eating the topping, it was so good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally the hour had passed and I cranked the blue flame under the Le Crueset to "High"...time to rock and roll! With my doughnuts cut into typical doughnut shaped I carefully lowered batches of orange specked doughnuts into the hot oil. For a second there I could've sworn the oil was saying "Snap, Crackle, Pop", cementing the idea of fresh doughnuts for breakfast into my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zK9vknLrI/AAAAAAAABDA/FTZZ7_JfZZ4/s1600-h/Babycakes+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160222435150606002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zK9vknLrI/AAAAAAAABDA/FTZZ7_JfZZ4/s200/Babycakes+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLAvknLsI/AAAAAAAABDI/_eLF0jE__uE/s1600-h/Babycakes+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160222486690213570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLAvknLsI/AAAAAAAABDI/_eLF0jE__uE/s200/Babycakes+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When the puffed doughnuts had their summer glow it was time to retrieve them from their boiling hot swimming pool...which I had become quite envious of. Here I was standing in warm pajamas trying to keep my feet from freezing on the cold as ice tile, while my doughnuts were basking away in the heat, turning their skin from eggshell white to summer golden brown...bastards. Little did they know I would get my revenge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Out of the hot oil the doughnuts dried off on some paper towels. I got a paper bag and dumped some cinnamon and sugar in it and quickly tossed the hot doughnuts holes into the bag. Shake, shake, shake, shake...and out they came covered in white crystals, smelling heavenly. The doughnuts were dunked into the maple glaze (twice, just to make sure they were good and coated) and then covered in the crunchy streusel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLA_knLtI/AAAAAAAABDQ/WVnJDGBZU48/s1600-h/Babycakes+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160222490985180882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLA_knLtI/AAAAAAAABDQ/WVnJDGBZU48/s200/Babycakes+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zucvknLyI/AAAAAAAABD4/HP5j1ZolqDY/s1600-h/Babycakes+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160261450633522978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zucvknLyI/AAAAAAAABD4/HP5j1ZolqDY/s200/Babycakes+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the doughnut process complete it was time to taste my creations, and let me just say "You can't eat just one". These doughnuts were so good! They had the texture of cake doughnuts and the glaze gave the doughnuts just enough flavor without being overwhelming, but it was the struesel that really brought home the flavor. My family was so happy to wake up on a Sunday morning and have outrageously good, but not too sweet homemade, hot, crisp doughnuts. And to make sure everybody had something they could eat I left a few doughnuts just plain, and a few with just the maple glaze...mom can get a little picky as to what toppings are on her doughunts :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLBPknLuI/AAAAAAAABDY/FTBcMyUVD50/s1600-h/Babycakes+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160222495280148194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLBPknLuI/AAAAAAAABDY/FTBcMyUVD50/s200/Babycakes+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zucfknLxI/AAAAAAAABDw/XFtcFp__NIY/s1600-h/Babycakes+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160261446338555666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zucfknLxI/AAAAAAAABDw/XFtcFp__NIY/s200/Babycakes+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zubvknLwI/AAAAAAAABDo/leCJmxofPk0/s1600-h/Babycakes+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160261433453653762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zubvknLwI/AAAAAAAABDo/leCJmxofPk0/s200/Babycakes+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks Peabody and Helen for a great blogging event!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLBfknLvI/AAAAAAAABDg/X8tgxuAoaNY/s1600-h/Babycakes+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160222499575115506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zLBfknLvI/AAAAAAAABDg/X8tgxuAoaNY/s200/Babycakes+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7789290390075485437?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7789290390075485437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7789290390075485437' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7789290390075485437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7789290390075485437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/mmmdoughnuts-homer-simpson.html' title='&quot;Mmm...doughnuts&quot; ~Homer Simpson'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5zK9vknLrI/AAAAAAAABDA/FTZZ7_JfZZ4/s72-c/Babycakes+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-8274910491293600644</id><published>2008-01-21T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:16:12.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>By George I Think I've Got It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; think I'm starting to get the hang of cake decorating! At first, what seemed like a daunting task, how now become some sort of happy chaos in my life! When a close friend (Michelle) called and said that it was her daughter's birthday and she'd like me to make Niki a cake I have to admit I was a little nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;The theme of Niki's birthday party was "Death of a Teen Idol", which was this huge murder mystery plot. Each girl that was coming to the party was e-mailed her "character" a week in advance, and she was to come dressed and in character to the party. The party, which was an entire day's event would have a horrendous murder, where one of the party attendants was the killer, and the whole idea of the party was to find out who the killer was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Seeing as how the party was based around a murder, Michelle wanted a graveyard cake. So at first my mind was reeling with ideas. I'd have a spooky tree and crows and tombstones, maybe even a skeleton...Whoa, whoa, whoa...I suddenly realized that my cake was starting to sound more like a Halloween cake than a birthday cake. So back to the drawing board I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I started with a "Death by Chocolate" cake, which was probably one of the best chocolate cakes I've made! When I was shaping the cake I couldn't resist and had a bite of the "throw away" pieces, and I almost died! Pure chocolate bliss. I then covered the cake in chocolate frosting...of course! Now to the decorating. I knew I wanted tombstones but I didn't want the cake to look gothic, which is where the green grass (which is actually food colored coconut) came in. My tombstones are made out of Milano cookies, the pebbles are chocolate covered raisins and the tress...well they're fake. I said I think I got it, not that I was a cake decorating pro. With my planning I realized that writing Happy Birthday across coconut was going to be a little challenging, so I decided to make a dirt path for my message, which is made out of crushed chocolate graham crackers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5VplqKexaI/AAAAAAAABCY/TdINHm5FuV0/s1600-h/Babycakes+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158145043917096354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5VplqKexaI/AAAAAAAABCY/TdINHm5FuV0/s200/Babycakes+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5Vpl6KexbI/AAAAAAAABCg/J1ePRLu-Ay4/s1600-h/Babycakes+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158145048212063666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5Vpl6KexbI/AAAAAAAABCg/J1ePRLu-Ay4/s200/Babycakes+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Overall I think this cake came out pretty good! Michelle flipped when she saw it, which is something I wasn't expecting. I still looks a little amateurish, but hey practice makes perfect, so I guess I'll stick to practicing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5VpmqKexcI/AAAAAAAABCo/zMg8kXrZLhY/s1600-h/Babycakes+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158145061096965570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5VpmqKexcI/AAAAAAAABCo/zMg8kXrZLhY/s200/Babycakes+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5Vpm6KexdI/AAAAAAAABCw/eh34fMj9-Ds/s1600-h/Babycakes+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158145065391932882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5Vpm6KexdI/AAAAAAAABCw/eh34fMj9-Ds/s200/Babycakes+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5VpnqKexeI/AAAAAAAABC4/i_jwi-NR9hU/s1600-h/Babycakes+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-8274910491293600644?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8274910491293600644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=8274910491293600644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8274910491293600644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8274910491293600644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/by-george-i-think-ive-got-it.html' title='By George I Think I&apos;ve Got It!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R5VplqKexaI/AAAAAAAABCY/TdINHm5FuV0/s72-c/Babycakes+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2913842720153326453</id><published>2008-01-11T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:03:43.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheesecake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake'/><title type='text'>Movin', Movin', Movin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well the time has come...My once little bright yellow fuzzy wings have transformed into elegant white wind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soarers&lt;/span&gt;! As I walk to the edge of my comfy, familiar nest I look back to my parents and feel a little remorse, I think about my childhood and all my family memories that were created in this warm, soothing, never-wanna-leave nest. But then I look out at the horizon and know that I am ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My once little chickadee body is ready to take flight, spread my wings and begin a new chapter of my life. All of my fluffy down has shed away, leaving a more mature, responsible version of my childish self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And while I am still very scared to take the plunge, I know that my parents taught me well and I will have no problem sailing peacefully into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;horizonal&lt;/span&gt; future. Yes, I am ready to fly the coop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I found a quaint little apartment right by the river, surrounded by trees and overlooking the beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sandia&lt;/span&gt; Mountains. And while this chickadee has decided to move out from the house, she is not far from the warm-hearted parents! Which, is one piece of comfort for my know reeling mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After paying my damage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;deposit&lt;/span&gt; and filing out my application I had a huge sense of joy engulf my body...a place of my own...to decorate, live and create lasting memories...I don't know if I've ever been so excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With moving also comes change though, and sadly enough my oven in the apartment will be nothing like the oven at my parents house. But after a few goes with the smaller, more antique oven I think I'll be back to producing some scrumptious sweets. So to hold me over until then I decided to make a few goodies while I still have the "spoiled girl" oven! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Mocha-Toffee Cheesecakes came out so sinfully delicious that I had to force myself not to eat another bite! But with that creamy mocha cheesecake oozing at you, how can you resist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fjaaKexTI/AAAAAAAABBk/dHu6XRZnBUU/s1600-h/Babycakes+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fnTaKexZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/F1JrpocNwyE/s1600-h/Babycakes+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154342619175634322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fnTaKexZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/F1JrpocNwyE/s200/Babycakes+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Adapted from Cooking Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;36 commercial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;prebaked&lt;/span&gt; miniature &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;phyllo&lt;/span&gt; dough shells (I used a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;premade&lt;/span&gt; pie crust)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons instant coffee granules &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 teaspoon hot water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 teaspoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kahlúa&lt;/span&gt; (coffee-flavored liqueur) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup sugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup (4 ounces) 1/3-less-fat cream cheese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup (4 ounces) block-style fat-free cream cheese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 tablespoon all-purpose flour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 large egg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;3 tablespoons toffee bits (such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Skor&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350°.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Place 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;phyllo&lt;/span&gt; shell into each of 36 miniature muffin cups. (I used regular sized muffin pan)&lt;br /&gt;Combine coffee granules, hot water, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kahlúa&lt;/span&gt; in a small bowl. Place coffee mixture, sugar, and the next 5 ingredients (sugar through egg) in a food processor; process until smooth. Spoon about 1 tablespoon cheese mixture into each shell; discard the remaining filling. Sprinkle cheesecakes evenly with toffee bits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bake at 350° for 15 minutes or until set. Remove from pans, and cool on a wire rack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fja6KexUI/AAAAAAAABBs/VkOQsunxXsA/s1600-h/Babycakes+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154338349978142018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fja6KexUI/AAAAAAAABBs/VkOQsunxXsA/s200/Babycakes+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; that I made was moist Double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; Cupcakes. With no frosting on them, I was skeptical as to whether or not I would like them but the added &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; chips to the batter really intensify and satisfy my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; tooth! And the came out so light and airy, not crumbly, which is always good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fjbKKexVI/AAAAAAAABB0/Wvu5zbc5mAk/s1600-h/Babycakes+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154338354273109330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fjbKKexVI/AAAAAAAABB0/Wvu5zbc5mAk/s200/Babycakes+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Adapted from Cooking Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;1 cup all-purpose flour (about 4 1/2 ounces) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/8 teaspoon salt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2/3 cup granulated sugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/4 cup butter, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup egg substitute (I used two regular eggs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2 cup 1% low-fat buttermilk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;1 1/4 ounces dark (70 percent cocoa) chocolate, finely chopped (I used a handful of semi-sweet chocolate chips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;2 tablespoons powdered sugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350°. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lightly spoon flour into a dry measuring cup, and level with a knife. Combine flour, cocoa, baking soda, and salt; stir with a whisk.&lt;br /&gt;Place granulated sugar and butter in a large bowl; beat with a mixer at medium speed until well combined (about 3 minutes). Add egg substitute and vanilla, beating well. Add flour mixture and buttermilk alternately to granulated sugar mixture, beginning and ending with flour mixture. Fold in chocolate. Spoon batter into 12 muffin cups lined with muffin cup liners. Bake at 350° for 18 minutes or until cake springs back when touched lightly in center or until wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean. Remove from pan; cool completely on a wire rack. Sprinkle with powdered sugar just before serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fjbqKexWI/AAAAAAAABB8/ScJEowZi7SM/s1600-h/Babycakes+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154338362863043938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fjbqKexWI/AAAAAAAABB8/ScJEowZi7SM/s200/Babycakes+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2913842720153326453?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2913842720153326453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2913842720153326453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2913842720153326453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2913842720153326453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/movin-movin-movin.html' title='Movin&apos;, Movin&apos;, Movin&apos;'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4fnTaKexZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/F1JrpocNwyE/s72-c/Babycakes+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-5413605663721340783</id><published>2008-01-08T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T11:16:31.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>When Life Knocks You Down, Have Pie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's funny how each of us choose to deal with life's mishaps. For some people they journal, for others they open themselves up to friends, for me I turn to dessert. There's something about dessert that is so comforting to me. The aroma, the taste, the texture, the amazing combinations of flavor, all appeal to my sense and turn a horrible day into sweet sorrow :) Dessert will listen to all of my problems and never once judge me or correct me, dessert agrees that I am always right and offers me it's shoulder to lean on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it is that sense of comfort from dessert that I find so mind boggling! I mean even after writing the ways in which dessert offers me comfort and solace I still find it hard to believe that food has that kind of effect on people. The effect of becoming your best friend when dessert can't even talk. How is it that I trust dessert with so many of my secrets and feelings, but am too afraid to share them with people that I've known my whole life? Or when I feel all alone in this big world that dessert can turn it around, making me feel instead that I am on top of a little bitty world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I will never know what it is about dessert that draws me in so close, and maybe I don't need to. If a slice of pie makes me happy, then by gosh I'm gonna have it! So here's to finding happiness in the New Year, however that maybe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4O1bqKexRI/AAAAAAAABBU/M4LlH7PF0Cc/s1600-h/Babycakes+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153161885421323538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4O1bqKexRI/AAAAAAAABBU/M4LlH7PF0Cc/s200/Babycakes+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And to kick off my year of joy and happiness I turned to an amazing recipe from Epicurious for a Triple Berry Pie with Crumb Topping. Suddenly the holiday blues melted away and I was reminded of the warmth of the sun shining on my face in the midst of summer. My feet gently sweeping across the prickly spears of green grass, while relaxing with a nice glass of cool ice tea. I'm telling you, this pie took me to the wonderful days of summer that I am so longing for, and was allowed to escape to for a few blissful moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4O1cKKexSI/AAAAAAAABBc/4nP3A8pVqeI/s1600-h/Babycakes+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153161894011258146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4O1cKKexSI/AAAAAAAABBc/4nP3A8pVqeI/s200/Babycakes+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-5413605663721340783?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5413605663721340783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=5413605663721340783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5413605663721340783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/5413605663721340783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-life-knocks-you-down-have-pie.html' title='When Life Knocks You Down, Have Pie!!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4O1bqKexRI/AAAAAAAABBU/M4LlH7PF0Cc/s72-c/Babycakes+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-7878422140021314120</id><published>2008-01-05T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:07:57.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Friend in need!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 12:30 in the morning and my best friend is in hysterics! Her and her boyfriend (of 3 years) just broke up and she desperately needed someone to talk to. The second we hung up I knew that I needed to make my dear friend Annmarie a "Hate Your Boyfriend" dessert. I immediately started looking around for a recipe. I knew I wanted to make something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chocolaty&lt;/span&gt;, because chocolate is definitely recommended in relieving the pain of a broken heart, but I didn't know what kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; item I wanted to make...until I saw it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4BfXaKexPI/AAAAAAAABBE/9UCD2PKuKpc/s1600-h/Babycakes+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152222829476758770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4BfXaKexPI/AAAAAAAABBE/9UCD2PKuKpc/s200/Babycakes+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This glorious masterpiece came is thanks in part to Peabody and it's called "Chocolate Crunch Slice". This is the richest, m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ost&lt;/span&gt; decadent "get over your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;" piece of chocolate you will ever have! It's basically melted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;, cream, butter and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oreos&lt;/span&gt;! How easy is that? And since I wanted to show my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;compassion&lt;/span&gt; for my totally amazing friend I decided to put my chocolate slice in some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hesrhey&lt;/span&gt; Kisses molds that I've had lying around in my cupboard. These Kisses will totally knock your socks off! Peabody's recipe called for dark chocolate but I used milk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;, and they were still very, very rich, but oh so satisfying. (Eating these are great post break up or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-period, but not recommended before a dentist appointment :0) ). And they're such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cinch&lt;/span&gt; to make, how could you not want to try them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4BfXKKexOI/AAAAAAAABA8/-1WiZgP-cmg/s1600-h/Babycakes+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152222825181791458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4BfXKKexOI/AAAAAAAABA8/-1WiZgP-cmg/s200/Babycakes+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In giving this to my friend, I just wanted her to know how much I care about her and that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;deserves&lt;/span&gt; the most scrumptious kisses everyday, so forget the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dumbie&lt;/span&gt; that let her go and look forward to the real Mr. Right, because I know he's out there for her! So to all those girls out there looking for love, don't give up...have a kiss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4BfXqKexQI/AAAAAAAABBM/Z5iUcmEZWTg/s1600-h/Babycakes+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152222833771726082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4BfXqKexQI/AAAAAAAABBM/Z5iUcmEZWTg/s200/Babycakes+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-7878422140021314120?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7878422140021314120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=7878422140021314120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7878422140021314120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/7878422140021314120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/friend-in-need.html' title='Friend in need!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R4BfXaKexPI/AAAAAAAABBE/9UCD2PKuKpc/s72-c/Babycakes+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-3200564134345148239</id><published>2008-01-04T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:10:36.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my god!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Uum...Steph...look who it is! I think that's Bobby Flay" was the only thing my mom had to say while in Chelsea Market in NYC. And you know what...she was right!! I turned around and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mouth&lt;/span&gt; dropped, standing right there in front of me was Bobby Flay, a man who I watch almost on a daily basis on the Food Network. I felt like such a retard, because there I was just starting at him, as he slowly walked by me. My stare must have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recognizable&lt;/span&gt;, because he quickly caught on to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gawking&lt;/span&gt; and came over to say hi. I has no idea what to do at this point, and suddenly the only thing that came out of my mouth was, "I watch you everyday! Can I take a picture with you!!!" I know, pitiful. Typical celebrity awe that makes you say the dumbest things EVER! Not to mention that it had been snowing and raining that day, so my hair was all crapped out!!! But he kindly and luckily said yes to our photo moment! Just wish I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; talked him into letting me go up to the Food Network Kitchens with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R37JwqKexJI/AAAAAAAABAM/lxT4470yutw/s1600-h/NYC+2007+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151776861547578514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R37JwqKexJI/AAAAAAAABAM/lxT4470yutw/s200/NYC+2007+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-3200564134345148239?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3200564134345148239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=3200564134345148239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3200564134345148239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/3200564134345148239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh my god!!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R37JwqKexJI/AAAAAAAABAM/lxT4470yutw/s72-c/NYC+2007+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-784841708441789217</id><published>2008-01-03T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:55:23.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy New Year Bloggers! It's hard to believe that we have headed into the year of 2008! It seems like just yesterday I was a young fifteen year old, begging my parents to let me go out with my friends to celebrate the new millennium, and now here I am, eight years later wondering where time went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well no time to dwell on what was...because I've got a lot planned for this upcoming year. After searching through many different options of "what to be when i grow up", I think I have finally decided! My plan is to go back to school in the fall and get my Master's in Education and become a High School English teacher. Which I am so excited about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get scared! I of course will need sweet treats to get me through my time back at school, so I have also resolved to bake and blog more than I currently do. I am a frequent guest to Peabody's blog and am so jealous of here seemingly weekly posting of outrageous baked goods. So I have decided, with Peabody as my role model, to be more adventurous in my baking and blog more than twice a month :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said I wanted to share with you my special New Year's Eve treats. The first is a recipe that I found on BettyCrocker.com, which uses a packaged chocolate chip cookie dough mix. These goodies are known as Luscious Layer Bars and will totally knock your socks off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151335085506479154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R30396KexDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/5w10dCNA5fM/s200/Babycakes+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate chip cookies are the base to the butterscotch, chocolate, coconut, pecan, white chocolate topping. Similar to Seven Layer Bars, these bars are so moist and gooey, and full of sweet, sweet flavor! When I took these bad boys out of the oven I just couldn't resist, I got a spoon and dug out the corner, revealing a melty, oozy, warmly soft morsel, which I immediately devoured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R303-aKexEI/AAAAAAAAA_c/66s1jUm8vvA/s1600-h/Babycakes+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151335094096413762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R303-aKexEI/AAAAAAAAA_c/66s1jUm8vvA/s200/Babycakes+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R303-qKexFI/AAAAAAAAA_k/vXrqjonpYyg/s1600-h/Babycakes+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151335098391381074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R303-qKexFI/AAAAAAAAA_k/vXrqjonpYyg/s200/Babycakes+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These second little gooey I made was a mini cheesecake which I found on the Pillsbury Website. (who has time, with drinking and staying up late, to actually make recipes from scratch!) These scrumptious cheesecakes are called Black Forest Cheesecake Desert Cups, which are so easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R304WKKexII/AAAAAAAAA_8/QVeAlZPimQ4/s1600-h/Babycakes+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151335502118306946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R304WKKexII/AAAAAAAAA_8/QVeAlZPimQ4/s200/Babycakes+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My favorite part of the recipe is that the base of the cheesecake is actually packaged brownie mix. I'm a huge brownie fan, so I was very very satisfied when I saw that on the recipe list. The brownie is then topped with a creamy chocolate cheesecake, and covered with cherry pie filling!&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R303_aKexHI/AAAAAAAAA_0/cfjAkqj-Pu0/s1600-h/Babycakes+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151335111276282994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R303_aKexHI/AAAAAAAAA_0/cfjAkqj-Pu0/s200/Babycakes+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All it takes is one bite of this cheesecake to turn your world upside down!! Happy New Year everybody and may 2008 be the best year yet!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-784841708441789217?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/784841708441789217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=784841708441789217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/784841708441789217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/784841708441789217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R30396KexDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/5w10dCNA5fM/s72-c/Babycakes+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-8816107522646240753</id><published>2008-01-03T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:25:59.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Hangover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel awful for leaving the blogging world hanging, but with the holidays, and my trip to New York City I was left with no time for blogging, but I'm back and ready to blog, blog, blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know we're well past Christmas, but I had to post this beautiful cake I made. It's an Eggnog Layer Cake that melted my heart! I'm usually not a big fan of eggnog, but I decided to give this recipe a whirl and thank goodness I did! I have never had a moister cake in my life, thanks to whole cup of eggnog that gets mixed into the batter :) The cake is also lightened by beating egg whites and gently folding them into the cake batter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R301wqKexAI/AAAAAAAAA-8/xm1fqEgHsmU/s1600-h/Babycakes+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151332658849956866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R301wqKexAI/AAAAAAAAA-8/xm1fqEgHsmU/s200/Babycakes+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was also one of my most successful attempts with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;butter cream&lt;/span&gt; frosting, usually my butter kinda curdles up, but not this time. The frosting was so smooth and creamy that it brought tears to my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R301xKKexBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/HxLNlng0lXc/s1600-h/Babycakes+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151332667439891474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R301xKKexBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/HxLNlng0lXc/s200/Babycakes+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And with the cake being so light and not overbearing, I unfortunately ate way more cake than necessary, but I guess that was the holidays are all about! Sorry to post this so late in the holiday season, but if you're looking for a great cake, with a unique flavor this Eggnog Layer Cake from &lt;em&gt;Holiday Baking&lt;/em&gt; is just the thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R301xqKexCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/1YQWTIgeIGw/s1600-h/Babycakes+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151332676029826082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R301xqKexCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/1YQWTIgeIGw/s200/Babycakes+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-8816107522646240753?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8816107522646240753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=8816107522646240753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8816107522646240753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/8816107522646240753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/holiday-hangover.html' title='Holiday Hangover!'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R301wqKexAI/AAAAAAAAA-8/xm1fqEgHsmU/s72-c/Babycakes+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-2150100977807395535</id><published>2007-12-06T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:49:33.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brownies'/><title type='text'>Ovens ding, are you listen'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lots of things in the kitchen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And goodies to delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Walking in a baking wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;With the leaves completely off the trees and the continuous overcast, it can only mean one thing...CHRISTMAS!! And with Christmas, and the holiday season comes lots and lots of baking. My holiday baking list this month is outrageous. There are so many recipes and goodies that I want to make that I don't even know where to begin. The good thing is that it doesn't really matter where I start, because every thing is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrumptious&lt;/span&gt; that there is NO disappointment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Starting with tradition, we always have to have chocolate chip cookies on hand. And what better way to kick off holiday baking than with a batch of warm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;melty&lt;/span&gt; chocolate chip cookies? While I was at the store buying my baking ingredients I happened along these festive chocolate chips and knew I had to have them. They were the perfect addition to my cookies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iTW8wADPI/AAAAAAAAA-M/8SLYV67jtcU/s1600-h/Babycakes+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141020997117283570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iTW8wADPI/AAAAAAAAA-M/8SLYV67jtcU/s200/Babycakes+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iTXswADQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5eZFIEDzBIQ/s1600-h/Babycakes+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141021010002185474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iTXswADQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5eZFIEDzBIQ/s200/Babycakes+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Another tradition in my family is Peanut Butter Balls. I don't know when this tradition started but I remember as a little girl helping my mom in the kitchen make these devilish little treats. I used to eat handfuls of them...which thanks to my slowing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;metabolism&lt;/span&gt;, I can't do anymore...but a few little Peanut Butter Balls won't hurt :) Made with crunchy peanut butter and rice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;krispie&lt;/span&gt; treats, these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yummies&lt;/span&gt; have just the right amount of crunch to them, and then are topped with a smooth milky layer of chocolate!! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The last tradition in our family is chocolate covered pretzels, hey, what can I say we like our chocolate!!! And these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pretzels&lt;/span&gt; need no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;explanation&lt;/span&gt;. Sweet, salty and crunchy, the perfect combo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSB8wADII/AAAAAAAAA9U/Uhgf2VGoLoI/s1600-h/Babycakes+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141019536828402818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSB8wADII/AAAAAAAAA9U/Uhgf2VGoLoI/s200/Babycakes+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iYg8wADTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/LsB4GfPx_aw/s1600-h/Babycakes+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141026666474114354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iYg8wADTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/LsB4GfPx_aw/s200/Babycakes+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSCMwADJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/_wzGezSLZeU/s1600-h/Babycakes+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141019541123370130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSCMwADJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/_wzGezSLZeU/s200/Babycakes+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sugar cookies are something that definitely remind me of Christmas, and I think these cutie pies are sure to become a tradition. I wanted to do Snowmen and Snowflakes for everybody to enjoy, so that people from all religious backgrounds could share in eating my little winter buddies. I remember that sugar cookies used to be so daunting for me to make, but they are quickly getting easier and easier to make. I almost feel bad eating the heads off my little snowmen, but with their light crispy texture and sweet icing who can resist? I also decided that these wintery friends needed to participate in Food Blogga's "Eat Christmas Cookies" extravaganza, here's the link for anyone interested &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://foodblogga.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://foodblogga.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS48wADKI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rQf-k4hH9ZA/s1600-h/Babycakes+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141020481721207970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS48wADKI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rQf-k4hH9ZA/s200/Babycakes+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS5MwADLI/AAAAAAAAA9s/OivLcJWAmtc/s1600-h/Babycakes+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141020486016175282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS5MwADLI/AAAAAAAAA9s/OivLcJWAmtc/s200/Babycakes+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS5cwADMI/AAAAAAAAA90/DQGrzg-h6_Y/s1600-h/Babycakes+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141020490311142594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS5cwADMI/AAAAAAAAA90/DQGrzg-h6_Y/s200/Babycakes+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1mVZswADUI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WsXZ-dAFh1Q/s1600-h/Food%2BBlogga%2BCookie%2BLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141304718361890114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1mVZswADUI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WsXZ-dAFh1Q/s200/Food%2BBlogga%2BCookie%2BLogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ginger, ginger, ginger...what is the holiday season without a little ginger? I'm a little tired of the traditional gingerbread men though, so I thought I'd make a fabulous Ginger Cookie. And fabulous it was! This cookie had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; the right amount of spice and a little kick right at the end, thanks to a tiny bit of cracked black pepper mixed into the dough. To me, the perfect cookie has a crisp edge, but a moist, chewy center, and this was exactly the texture of my Ginger Cookies. I could literally eat a dozen of these warmly spiced cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iTYMwADRI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7bEwYqoRQeU/s1600-h/Babycakes+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141021018592120082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iTYMwADRI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7bEwYqoRQeU/s200/Babycakes+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A new cake that I wanted to try this year was Chocolate Peppermint Cake, and boy am I glad I did. I took a basic chocolate cake recipe and kicked it up a few notches with a splash of peppermint extract. And let me tell you, the house smelled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; good and festive that I almost turned into Mrs. Claus herself :) To top of my deliciously moist chocolate cake I made a simply vanilla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt;, adding a tiny bit a peppermint extract and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;splash&lt;/span&gt; of peppermint schnapps, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; ate the frosting by itself, it was that good!!! The peppermint flavoring of the frosting matched perfectly with the chocolate cake, and neither one was overbearing, so it was a success! And to give my cake a little holiday decor I crushed up some candy canes and covered the sides of this to die for holiday cake!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS6MwADNI/AAAAAAAAA98/8vXrR5PDWqA/s1600-h/Babycakes+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141020503196044498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS6MwADNI/AAAAAAAAA98/8vXrR5PDWqA/s200/Babycakes+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iYgcwADSI/AAAAAAAAA-k/RjxITjn8SUA/s1600-h/Babycakes+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141026657884179746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iYgcwADSI/AAAAAAAAA-k/RjxITjn8SUA/s200/Babycakes+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Last but definitely not least is my two different brownies. The first batch was just good ole fashioned chocolate brownies with pecans. Perfect for any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; lover, these little babies get extra chocolaty with the addition of chocolate chips. Hey, I told you already, I like my chocolate!! I only wish I had some peppermint ice cream to scoop onto these decadent brownies! And while I can't get enough of these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;brownies&lt;/span&gt;, I must say that my White Chocolate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Blondies&lt;/span&gt; have to be one of my all time favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;brownies&lt;/span&gt;! Full of White Chocolate, Butterscotch Chips and Pecans these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;blondies&lt;/span&gt; will leave you speechless. I had to pry myself away from the tray :( The secret to making my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;blondies&lt;/span&gt; moist is the addition of coconut, which you can't taste at all, but lends a great texture to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;blondies&lt;/span&gt;. And here to display my treats is my buddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ginga&lt;/span&gt;, who helped me out a lot in the kitchen these last few days! If it weren't for him I would have burned oven hands :) Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ginga&lt;/span&gt;, I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSA8wADGI/AAAAAAAAA9E/_fQVAJklX6Q/s1600-h/Babycakes+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141019519648533602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSA8wADGI/AAAAAAAAA9E/_fQVAJklX6Q/s200/Babycakes+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSAMwADFI/AAAAAAAAA88/9RD6HZ2ivz0/s1600-h/Babycakes+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141019506763631698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSAMwADFI/AAAAAAAAA88/9RD6HZ2ivz0/s200/Babycakes+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSBcwADHI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9VJwuecomE8/s1600-h/Babycakes+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141019528238468210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iSBcwADHI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9VJwuecomE8/s200/Babycakes+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well there you have it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;, the beginnings to my holiday baking. Stay tuned for more festive treats, and may you have a wonderful and happy holiday!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iS6swADOI/AAAAAAAAA-E/sgIkwixCRrc/s1600-h/Babycakes+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180457198040891509-2150100977807395535?l=cupcakemylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2150100977807395535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8180457198040891509&amp;postID=2150100977807395535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2150100977807395535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180457198040891509/posts/default/2150100977807395535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakemylove.blogspot.com/2007/12/ovens-ding-are-you-listen.html' title='Ovens ding, are you listen&apos;?'/><author><name>Steph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498026844891171126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/SLYNrqBjEVI/AAAAAAAABas/n8QCJ3l1PAU/S220/Babycakes+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R1iTW8wADPI/AAAAAAAAA-M/8SLYV67jtcU/s72-c/Babycakes+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180457198040891509.post-6182039402574540177</id><published>2007-11-24T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:35:56.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babycakes'/><title type='text'>November Babycakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;So after many hours of slaving away in the kitchen I successfully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completed&lt;/span&gt; all of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Babycakes &lt;/span&gt;orders!! I was up for almost two days straight getting everything done and delivered! And let me tell you my hard work paid off! People were so excited when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delivered&lt;/span&gt; their goodies and couldn't thank me enough, and hinted that they are eagerly awaiting my December menu. It was those moments of happiness from all of my customers that made my long hours well worth it, so without further due here's everything that I made and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;delivered&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;French Toast Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iTr9bp8WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Mk0owDlhw7s/s1600-h/Baking+390.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136517758450266466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iTr9bp8WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Mk0owDlhw7s/s200/Baking+390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iTsNbp8XI/AAAAAAAAA7c/V0szFFsD16U/s1600-h/Baking+391.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136517762745233778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iTsNbp8XI/AAAAAAAAA7c/V0szFFsD16U/s200/Baking+391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iVLdbp8YI/AAAAAAAAA7k/vOWNhifP2_w/s1600-h/Baking+394.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136519399127773570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iVLdbp8YI/AAAAAAAAA7k/vOWNhifP2_w/s200/Baking+394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iVL9bp8ZI/AAAAAAAAA7s/adiPFPb3SEg/s1600-h/Baking+395.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136519407717708178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iVL9bp8ZI/AAAAAAAAA7s/adiPFPb3SEg/s200/Baking+395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Pumpkin Praline Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSmdbp8SI/AAAAAAAAA60/w0MX42AvvjI/s1600-h/Baking+358.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136516564449358114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSmdbp8SI/AAAAAAAAA60/w0MX42AvvjI/s200/Baking+358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Bourbon Pecan Tart with Chocolate Drizzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRt9bp8NI/AAAAAAAAA6M/rHGabBeQqMo/s1600-h/Baking+349.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136515593786749138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRt9bp8NI/AAAAAAAAA6M/rHGabBeQqMo/s200/Baking+349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSk9bp8OI/AAAAAAAAA6U/rfnkl7EhoCg/s1600-h/Baking+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136516538679554274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSk9bp8OI/AAAAAAAAA6U/rfnkl7EhoCg/s200/Baking+351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSldbp8PI/AAAAAAAAA6c/1h_iwy-AZvk/s1600-h/Baking+356.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136516547269488882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSldbp8PI/AAAAAAAAA6c/1h_iwy-AZvk/s200/Baking+356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSltbp8QI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Bl-M2qM0rT8/s1600-h/Baking+380.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136516551564456194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSltbp8QI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Bl-M2qM0rT8/s200/Baking+380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSmNbp8RI/AAAAAAAAA6s/RqpORxKnvc0/s1600-h/Baking+381.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136516560154390802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iSmNbp8RI/AAAAAAAAA6s/RqpORxKnvc0/s200/Baking+381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Kahlua Brownies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iQ1tbp8GI/AAAAAAAAA5U/e3o7hHkijLU/s1600-h/Baking+338.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136514627419107426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iQ1tbp8GI/AAAAAAAAA5U/e3o7hHkijLU/s200/Baking+338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iQ19bp8HI/AAAAAAAAA5c/84dUHI5Adcg/s1600-h/Baking+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136514631714074738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iQ19bp8HI/AAAAAAAAA5c/84dUHI5Adcg/s200/Baking+339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iQ2tbp8II/AAAAAAAAA5k/XxP5f9Y4mHY/s1600-h/Baking+340.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136514644598976642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iQ2tbp8II/AAAAAAAAA5k/XxP5f9Y4mHY/s200/Baking+340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRsdbp8JI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4z_SaZGuazg/s1600-h/Baking+341.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136515568016945298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRsdbp8JI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4z_SaZGuazg/s200/Baking+341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRstbp8KI/AAAAAAAAA50/_Y6-1IzwnLs/s1600-h/Baking+342.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136515572311912610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRstbp8KI/AAAAAAAAA50/_Y6-1IzwnLs/s200/Baking+342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRs9bp8LI/AAAAAAAAA58/8LmJoawEPmU/s1600-h/Baking+343.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136515576606879922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRs9bp8LI/AAAAAAAAA58/8LmJoawEPmU/s200/Baking+343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRtdbp8MI/AAAAAAAAA6E/MvAKk0hiNQE/s1600-h/Baking+346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136515585196814530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iRtdbp8MI/AAAAAAAAA6E/MvAKk0hiNQE/s200/Baking+346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Potato Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPwNbp7_I/AAAAAAAAA4c/K7XS_L1ZbBI/s1600-h/Baking+326.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136513433418199026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPwNbp7_I/AAAAAAAAA4c/K7XS_L1ZbBI/s200/Baking+326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPwtbp8AI/AAAAAAAAA4k/5ZutDF5zmfw/s1600-h/Baking+327.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136513442008133634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPwtbp8AI/AAAAAAAAA4k/5ZutDF5zmfw/s200/Baking+327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPxNbp8BI/AAAAAAAAA4s/4CcfIHy-sa0/s1600-h/Baking+329.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136513450598068242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPxNbp8BI/AAAAAAAAA4s/4CcfIHy-sa0/s200/Baking+329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPytbp8DI/AAAAAAAAA48/ccdtO3NiKQs/s1600-h/Baking+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136513476367872050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPytbp8DI/AAAAAAAAA48/ccdtO3NiKQs/s200/Baking+336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8CIEWDGgp_A/R0iPx9bp8CI/AAAAAAAAA40/tRTNMP98FTc/s1600-h/Baking+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;col
