Once our Easter celebration with my in-laws was wrapped up on Saturday afternoon, I rolled up my sleeves and got started on some cupcakes for church on Sunday morning. In an effort to maximize the church’s modest hospitality budget, I’ve taken to 1) baking cupcakes and 2) baking them from scratch.
For the record, I’m definitely more a cook than a baker. Just sayin’.
The first week that I baked the yellow cake recipe from the Better Homes and Gardens cookbook, I didn’t even get a chance to taste test one before they were all eagerly snatched up. The following week, I managed to hold one back for myself only to discover that the recipe stinks. And while I’m sure that children are eating the majority of the cupcakes and that they likely couldn’t care less, I found them to be way too dense. Cupcakes are supposed to be fluffy!
So I tried this and I tried that, tweaking the recipe in hopes of baking a fluffier cupcake. (Open to suggestions, please.) Nothing’s worked yet.
But Square Piece couldn’t risk hockey-puck cupcakes on Easter Sunday. Heavens no! Not with the larger, Easter Sunday crowd!
So I went back to my ol’ tried and true boxes of Betty Crocker. No one ever minds a Betty Crocker cupcake. Betty’s got it goin’ on! And the steps could not be easier.
- Dump contents of the box into a mixing bowl.
- Add eggs, water and oil.
- Pat yourself on the back for having such a servant’s heart.
Here’s a little advice. When you’re deciding between taking a nap and baking cupcakes (and you happen to have just enough time to do both), I highly advise taking the nap first.
I forgot the oil.
I screwed up Betty CROCKER, folks! And there are only three – 3! – additional ingredients!
I had already filled four dozen cupcake liners with the batter and was about the fill the fifth when my oil blunder occurred to me. I shrieked. Brian suggested that I scrape each liner out, get the batter back into the bowl and then mix in the oil. Having neither the time nor energy, I decided against it and hoped for the best. I mean… the batter sure tasted good, so how bad could they be?
Pretty bad is the answer to that question.
1) They were ugly. 2) Ironically, they also were dense. And 3) they stuck to the paper cupcake liners!
For crying out loud! Betty Crocker was supposed to be fool-proof!
So I took all five dozen, sad little cupcakes (minus two – one for a taste test and the second to confirm the disappointment of the first taste test) and served them to the Easter Sunday crowd. Thank goodness I make the most incredible icing to offset my cupcake issues.
And, oh yeah, I forgot the Easter sprinkles, too.
If you were at Guilford Baptist Church on Sunday, my apologies! Perhaps I should start making pizza for Sunday mornings instead! Or cheese! Or soup!