This post was supposed to be called “ugly cupcakes” and it is still going to be about ugly cupcakes BUT last night while reading a dated issue of The New Yorker, I learned that Betty Crocker is not a real person. Really? There is no way! She is real. I know her. I always buy Betty Crocker and thought I was supporting some woman’s business that made it big. All these years, I even knew what she looked like – 60’s housewife with an apron and now sweet, little old lady. Unbeknownst to me, it was a lie. I want some money back.
Anyway, we have been sick a lot around here and stuck at home going stir crazy. For days just like these I have a ready supply of Betty Crocker Supreme Brownie Mix bought in bulk whenever it is on sale at Safeway. Instead of making one 13″ X 9″ brownie and being done with it, we pour the gooey chocolate mixture into a lined cupcake pan. It’s easier than making cupcakes from scratch and for the chocolate addicts a delight. Bake at 350F for 28 – 30 minutes. Cool and let the children decorate with sprinkles, decorating gel, Hershey’s kisses, frosting, Japanese Pocky snack and anything else sweet, colorful and edible you have lying around. Kills a good hour or two.
Ria loves this cupcake project (these days she calls everything a project) because I restrain myself and let her do whatever she wants in the decoration department. Hence, ugly cupcakes = happy child. As always this last time, she ate the junk on top and hardly any brownie cupcake. It is amazing how parents (myself included) have degrees of bad when it comes to food. Frosting and decoration worse than brownie cupcake. Really? At least french fries are potatoes. Seriously, it’s all bad. Let it go.