This year I just decided to make a nice dinner at home and bake some cupcakes. I have to work this weekend, so my husband is planning on taking me out next weekend to my favorite restaurant. I was excited to make cupcakes because I got some great cupcake items from my parents for Christmas this year. Martha Stewart's Cupcakes, an Oneida cupcake carrier and a cupcake scoop. The cupcake carrier is nice because the bottom is a standard cupcake/muffin pan that you can bake in. It has a second tier that is plastic and just holds cupcakes. It then has a lid that securely snaps on. The scoop also worked wonderfully. I usually would use a 1/4 cup measure, and then spoon it into the pans to get uniform cupcakes. This just streamlines the process.
If you can't tell already, my favorite color is red. So I decided to make something I've never made before, red velvet cake. A recipe from McCormick caught my eye and so I decided my birthday would be the perfect time to try out my new cupcake stuff. The Red Velvet Cupcakes turned out pretty good, although I was a little disappointed because they were a little dry (I give the recipe 4 stars). If you make the recipe, I would recommend reducing the flour by 1/4 cup. The frosting was amazing though. My husband took the leftovers to work with him (the main reason I wanted a cupcake carrier) and one of his coworkers said something about the frosting being like "heroin." He has weird coworkers.
The whole time I was baking the cupcakes I had the song "Black Velvet" in my head. You know, that song from the early 90's by Alannah Myles. Only I would sing (in my head) "Red Velvet, and that little boy's smile......Red velvet, if you please....." Just a little insight into how my brain works.
Last weekend I came across a bottle of wine called Red Velvet by Cupcake. We have had Cupcake wine before and really liked it, so I thought, in keeping with the red velvet theme, we should buy it. We haven't tried it yet, I'm saving it for a nice red meat meal, like pot roast. Tomorrow I will blog about the birthday dinner I made for myself.