Lest you think I am a veritable Martha Stewart (said in jest because we all know the reason I'm not married is because I can't bake bread, wink wink!), let me present to you my latest disaster.
Because this year church doesn't start until 3:00, leaving me nearly a full day of appropriate Sabbath day activity, and because Marni and I planned a delightful Sunday dinner with Russ, Greg, Jon, and Sue after church and I was in charge of dessert, and because I've been craving summer food, I attempted the innocent-sounding tangerine cupcakes.
Looks like we really are still on for six weeks of winter, folks. I'm so sorry for my contribution to that.
I swear the only ways I swerved from the printed recipe were these:
- I used regular flour instead of cake flour (come on... does it REALLY make a difference?)
- My buttermilk had been frozen and had thawed
- I used real orange juice instead of orange juice concentrate
At least my butter pecan ice cream turned out beautifully.