Thursday, October 9, 2008

"Om nom nom nom..."

I found a bunch of August pictures that I thought I'd lost, hurrah! Including some baking documentation! So here's a cupcake from a little while ago...

The inspiration: Who doesn't like eating cookie dough, whether on its own or in ice cream or as frightening-but-delicious chocolate-covered candies? I'd seen cookie dough cupcakes running around the cupcake blogosphere before, and, as we just happened to have premade cookie dough in our fridge, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to throw some cupcake tribute the Cookie Monster's way.

So - cookie dough cupcakes. :)


And here's what they look like on the inside. (And what my little sister looks like when she's bored at dinner, ha.)



The recipe: I used my standard chocolate cupcake recipe, which is from Cupcakes Take The Cake. After spooning the cupcake batter into the muffin tin, I put one small cookie's worth of cookie dough on top of each unbaked cupcake. Then I baked them as usual, and frosted them with chocolate buttercream (my recipe, another "throw everything together and fiddle until it tastes right" model).

The verdict: They turned out great - but really, how could you go wrong with this idea? This chocolate recipe is nice and soft and rich, and the cookie dough kept a sweet, still-mostly-unbaked texture. These cupcakes were just yum, and so simple, too!

What I'd do differently next time: I expected the cookie dough to sink into the middle of the cupcake while in the oven, but it stayed on the top. I might try adding it when the cup was half full of batter, and then covering it and filling the cup the rest of the way up with batter so the pocket of cookie dough would be a bit more in the center of the finished cupcake. No big issues, though.
P.S. You've got to check out these funny cupcakes that Q found.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Update

I'm planning to include one or two prizes in the fĂȘte d'octobre (ha), possibly more, that will be e-mailable, so if you aren't comfortable giving out your home address for giveaways, don't despair!

Monday, October 6, 2008

Guess what I'm celebrating this month!

No, not my birthday, but the fifth anniversary of the founding of this blog!

Lest you be too impressed, I certainly haven't been posting here for a solid five years, but I did make my first post here in October 2003. I kept that up into February '04, moved to a xanga for a few weeks, and then threw in the towel (or rather, as it turned out, took a very long break).

The fabulous blogs of the online friends I made through Little Red Reading Hood inspired me to return to blogging last fall, and though I chose a new address and name, I kept all my old posts, for the same reason that I fill up old journals instead of just moving on to completely blank ones.

So, taking inspiration once again from a LRRHer, I've been having notions of a blog fĂȘte of sorts for you my online friends, to celebrate all the months of good words and thoughts and connections that I owe to having stepped into this corner of the blogosphere - basically, some giveaway love for a couple weeks. Vhat you tink?

Friday, October 3, 2008

Muddy shoes and stolen flowers

Naomi Shihab Nye - well, I always think her words and thoughts are just gorgeous. This one is from 19 Varieties of Gazelle, her collection of poems about the Middle East. I love the story it tells, the picture I get in my head of these wild laughing school children with armfuls of stolen flowers. And whisper is such a fitting verb for dried flower petals. Just like the sound a pile of them makes, I think.

They Dropped It
A gardener appeared, waving his toothy rake.
Children with yellow bells in their hands
jumped the fence, snagging uniforms.
One boy trailed a purple vine.

They wouldn't be sorry,
pockets reeking jasmine,
mud staining shoes...
Who deserved flowers more?
Rich people who never came outside
or children stuck all day in school?

The sweaty gardener cursed them,
straightening branches.

Someone else lifted one large pink blossom
from the pavement beyond the fence,
found a scrap of tissue to wrap it in,
carried it home across the sea.

The dried petals lay on a table for months
whispering, Where are we?

- Naomi Shihab Nye

Poetry Friday round-up at Two Writing Teachers.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Well, I AM the Idealist on the MBTI

The ideal meme, tagged by Q

Rules: if you're tagged, make sure to add one more ideal "thing" to the list, besides the items that are already there. Be as descriptive and random and silly as you want.

My ideal...

Snack: fresh steamed rice with butter and parmesan cheese

Day: would be spent someplace beautiful with close friends

Book: "accumulates power/ like a sky gathering clouds/ quietly, quietly,/ till the story rains around you."

Friend: is a little (or a lot) crazy, can be counted on (especially to be honest), is fun to be around and someone with whom I can talk easily

Weather: about sixty-five degrees, slightly overcast but with a sky of lovely clouds and a soft breeze

Adventure: takes place spontaneously and late at night, preferably involving swings or a bicycle, with a good soundtrack (even if only imagined).

I tag Taiger.