I've been eyeing dying techniques the past few weeks and finally took the plunge to make cupcakes for our roofers. Yes, my mother asked me to make cupcakes for the roofers while our house gets her hair redid (today is turn inanimate objects into people day, thank you for noticing). This may sound strange, but my mother's logic is infallible. Give them things like donuts and coffee in the morning and cupcakes after lunch, and the quality of the work goes from shoddy to down right grateful. We're the dream house for the service trade. Back in Texas, she would leave out holiday cards and flats of Cokes for the garbage men. We were the only house on the block whose trashcans would not only be placed upright back into the container area, but they also even put the lids back on. She probably cut some deal with UPS too, because I've never lived anywhere else where my UPS packages arrive at like 8 a.m. Magic.
|My cupcakes bring all the roofers to the yard...|
|I wish my oven light worked...|
|Haha, look who forgot to rotate the camera...|
|Bonus- you don't even have to paint in straight lines!|
|I swear these aren't mashed potatoes.|
|Duuuude, this is totally stellar.|
|Pictured: The piping bag version of a muffin top.|
|Regard the hedgehog t-shirt telling you to "Stay Sharp," |
because you really should, my glorious reader.
|End result: Non-orange, gorgeous swirl.|
|Oh the joy, people!|