Lemon! One simple word, and your mouth begins to anticipate a flavor explosion! I love all things lemon! The zing of tartness, the smell of fresh grated lemon zest, and the plump bright beautiful yellows! Sigh…I always have and… I expect that I always will. Unless something drastic happens like a tastebudectomy!?? YIKES! (Yes! I know that isn’t a real word! It’s the beginning of the week. I’m being creative!) I have a feeling it is universal! This love of lemon. There are only 4.5 million flavors of lemonade, (o.k. maybe a slight exaggeration!), so I think I’m standing on some solid “lemony” ground here!
Cupcakes! (Que the heavenly music) Or, as I like to refer to them, Little Carb Cups of Joy! They make me… SO happy! I love, love, love to make cupcakes! ( Did I mention I love to make cupcakes?) Anywho… last week I signed up to make a bake good for a bake sale some girls at our church were having. I knew right away I would make cupcakes. It makes perfect sense if you think about it. You make a cake and you have to turn over all the “goods!”. It’d look kind of silly to hand over a cake with a couple of slices missing! (Not that I wouldn’t! Which is really pathetic when you think about it!) You make cupcakes…well…you can keep a few out for yourself! Which I did! I mean for crying out loud you HAVE to taste test the goods you are donating! It’s the considerate thing to do!
In my family growing up, strawberry shortcake was not a dessert! Say What?! You read that right! Grandpa Howard insisted that strawberry shortcake was, in fact, the main course! (There’s a man after my own heart!) So, if you happened to come on a night strawberry shortcake was being served, you best not be looking for chicken and potatoes, because there was none to be had!