Humungo Cupcake Takes Over Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's day, interwebs. Joe and I had a pretty low key Valentine's, our anniversary is a little over a week after Valentine's so we don't make a big deal out of it. Plus, I'm still getting over my mysterious stomach virus, which I also gave to Joe. Well maybe, his infection is all in his lungs so maybe I just weakened his immune system, allowing him to get some sort of other flu strain. Very romantic.

We decided to just cook dinner at home and ended up eating with Brian and his girlfriend. Joe made some balsamic braised portabellas and roasted red onions, I made some millet. We didn't have a heart cookie cutter so Joe used a star cookie cutter to cut out mushroom steaks and star toasts. Brian thought we may be insane. But he later used various Christmas themed cookie cutters to make some festive french toast so apparently the crazy is contagious.



It was good though. I love portabellas in balsamic sauce. One of my favorite sandwiches that Joe makes me is a grilled portabello marinated in balsamic vinegar, put on toasted bread with a nice layer of goat cheese. Ljgfoigfufdi, it is soooo good.

For dessert I made a giant cupcake with my giant cupcake pan. After agonizing over what cake to make in it, I decided to make pound cake from Sticky, Chewy, Messy, Gooey which my sister bought me for Christmas. I poured chocolate ganache over the "frosting" cake and threw some sprinkles on for good measure.



The cake turned out well but it's definitely not pound cake, which was a little disappointing. It's just regular yellow cake, which was tasty but not what I was going for. I thought it was a bit eggy too, which isn't surprising since it has SIX eggs in it. Still, making a giant cupcake was immensely satisfying and fulfilled some sort of deeply rooted desire. And I'm still looking forward to making other recipes from the book, they all look amazing and are all ridiculously decadent. There's a Cheesecake Milkshake recipe in the book which basically blends a pint of ice cream with two slices of cheesecake, which would fulfill your fat requirement for about 10 years. But at the same time I think, Why haven't I thought of that and fed it to Brian?



In other news, I had a really weird day recently, just a series of strange events that made me feel like I was going a little bit insane. One of them was going into the guest room to open the blinds, which are sorta broken and won't stay up. So I kept tugging the blinds up to the top and yanking on them to make them stay put. After one good tug, the blinds broke completely and fell on me. I stood there stunned for a minute because it was just so ridiculous. You have to understand that I have zero upper body strength, I make Joe open jars for me because my stick-like wrists collapse under the effort. And yet I had just ripped the blinds out of the wall.

I didn't know what to do with them so I scooped them up and cradled them while I took them to Joe. I was laughing like a mad loon at this point, carrying the shards of blinds like it was my first born child. I explained what happened to Joe and Brian and had this conversation with Brian:
Me: Look, Brian. I ripped the blinds down with my super human strength.
Brian: Sophie, what have I told you about using your super powers in the house? You know how they say to use your inside voice? Well, use your inside strength.

I need to go use my inside strength to figure out who to force feed my 90 lb cupcake to.