Did you ever? Can you even identify? Do you know where I'm coming from? At 8:45pm on this chilly, wet, winter evening I got in the mood to bake cupcakes. I don't know where the urge came from. I was happy on the couch, watching football, eating left over pizza, and updating my Dear Jane chart. Then out of the blue . . . cupcakes. Maybe it was linked to my finding out that my friend, Kristen, is expecting her first child. Can we call it a vicarious craving?
Luckily, I had a box mix (oh, I know how wrong this is), some peppermint frosting in a jar (pretty sure this was part of a "buy this and get this for free" thing), and a 1/3 of a bag of crushed peppermint candy (this I can explain; left over from my Peppermint Fudge). By 8:56pm, 12 cupcakes were in the oven as well as 2 6-inch cakes.
Must they cool? I was starting to get tired (insert whiny voice) and ready to call it a day. Have patience, I tell myself. Patience.
Let's just say It was worth the trouble at 9:32pm. They came out pretty good considering their boxed beginnings.
And now I have some sweet treats in the freezer so next time when I get an 8:45pm craving I won't need to preheat my oven. That is, whatever Breck doesn't indulge in first.