You can’t be sad when you’re holding a cupcake. My dear friend Faye, gave me this magnet. It made me laugh and I thought it was the truth. Then I found an exception to that. When that cupcake is a lie, the phrase misery loves company comes to mind.
Welcome to a story about a terrible cupcake.
My friend Nic is a vegan. A gluten free vegan. Being vegan and gluten free is not a terrible thing. I have had some amazing vegan food and gluten free food in my life. While it is not my way of life, I am open to trying new recipes. Nic wanted to make red velvet vegan gluten free cupcakes. She found a recipe on the internet.
This is proof that the internet is a cruel and terrible place. They looked like cupcakes. They tasted like misery and tragedy. Of course I brought one home for my husband to try. After all, what if they were fine and I was just being super critical? (Truth: Misery loves company and I needed someone else to be just as traumatized as I was over the experience.) I have never seen a person spit a cupcake out of their mouth so quickly. My husband might never forgive me for the cupcake betrayal.
Things that were wrong with the cupcake:
- Texture - It was crumbly yet gummy, like it lacked the will to live, but was trying anyway
- Flavor-It did not taste like red velvet. It did not taste like chocolate. It tasted somewhat nutty.
- Icing- The recipe had described it as tangy. Tangy is not something an icing should ever be. I am pretty sure my husband described it a barf.
Lesson learned. Be wary of anything that is mostly held together by maple syrup, coconut oil and optimism. Thank you Nic for reminding me that cupcakes can be deceiving. Happiness is not always a cupcake.
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