Whenever my resolve to continue the "Tea Bread Tuesday" project wavers, something happens to renew my commitment. This week, it was my son John's homecoming for the holidays. While I was at work today, John took over the kitchen - he made dinner AND baked cupcakes. The aroma of chicken fricassée greeted me in the garage . . . Ahh . . . a home-cooked meal in the middle of the week . . . am I in heaven? And this was waiting for me on the counter . . .
John made cupcakes from a box of yellow cake mix, adding a squirt of rum for a little zing . . . Can you imagine? MY SON IS IMPROVISING IN THE KITCHEN!!!
Is there anything better than a fresh cupcake . . . ?
It's so funny how my family has gotten behind Tea Bread Tuesday. Whether it's my husband hovering around the kitchen while I'm baking . . . or David teasing me about these cupcakes not counting because I didn't bake them . . . or John checking up on me from school to make sure I didn't forget to bake . . . they've all embraced the project . . . I don't think they'd let me quit now . . .
I suppose, technically, these cupcakes shouldn't count . . . but who wants to be technical, anyway? I ate one of these morsels for dessert and it was delicious! But let me tell you . . . the secret ingredient is not rum . . . it's love . . .