
Wedding cake cupcakes for two, for your wedding anniversary! Not to be a buzzkill, but someone looked me right in the face and told me a wedding cake for two is a dumb idea. She clearly has not drank the ‘dessert for two’ koolaid and realized how cool it is to make miniature desserts. (Or, she can resist leftover cookies and cupcakes better than I can, who knows?

The only real reason I ever eat a burger is for the bun. Brioche buns, to be more specific. I can pass up on a burger if it has a bad bun, because really: I’m just here for the carbs. A burger bun should be soft and fluffy, but never mushy or stiff. It shouldn’t detract from the actual burger, which in my case, I have

I dripped Boston Cream Pie filling on my shirt, not once, but TWICE while eating these cupcakes. That’s how good they are. Usually, after cream filling from a cupcake drips on your shirt, you vow to be careful with the remaining bites. I was not. I ate with abandon. I didn’t care that I had already potentially ruined my shirt. I just kept eating and
