In an attempt to take my mind off of my freshly pulled wisdom teeth, I made these cupcakes while trapped at home with chipmunk cheeks. A fantasy football draft was going on at my Aunt and Uncle's house, so even though I couldn't gnaw these babies down, I knew they would be eaten by the big, burly, football lovin' men.
I decorated the cupcakes to look like Van Gogh's Starry Night. I know that this might not have been the best choice to make for a room full of manly football lovers, but it took the least precision which I needed in my slightly loopy condition. This is another creation from "Hello, Cupcake".
To make the cupcakes I had to place wafer cookies between the gaps of the cupcakes so that the frosting could be iced on smoothly. Then I dyed the frosting, which was much more difficult than I thought it would be; the cupcakes require NINE different piping bags. The worst part was that the frosting had to be different shades of the same color.. very challenging with only one shade of dye. So instead of wasting nine piping bags, I used plastic baggies instead. They worked well for the most part, just a little messy. "Hello, Cupcake" recomended that I add a frame to put around the cupcakes, which I thought was a little silly, but it did actually make the whole ensemble look more put together.
In other news, I am currently back at school! Being that I, unfortunately, do not have an oven in my dorm room, the next cake creation can be expected around Thanksgiving. But I've been having a great time at school. The only negative thing I can say about this year so far is that I have failed to achieve my goal of graduating without dropping a tray of food in the cafeteria. Last week at breakfast I was attempting to hold my tray and squirt ketchup on my hash browns at the same time. Needless to say, my tray (with 3 plates on it) slipped and fell to the floor with the loudest crash I have ever heard. The plates broke and the food splattered all over myself and the floor. Worst of all, the ketchup dispenser is right in the front of the caf. with every table facing it. The entire cafeteria went silent for a second before the traditional round of applause broke out. I must say I was very humble as I laughed, raised my hand and took a bow. All I can guarantee is that this will be a ketchup free semester from here on out.