Well, it turns out that today is significant for another reason: for the first time in my life, I baked*!
I took my first baby step in becoming a more well-rounded cook (having already gotten the jist of some appetizers and a bunch of entrees) and ventured into the realm of desserts. This is a much more dangerous land, where precision and timing play are kings. And experimentation, my favourite, is a risky proposition.
My first victim were cupcakes. Delicious, moist cupcakes. Kat had made them before and they were killer and I just had to try it out! So, after an initial onset of paranoia (i.e. making sure that all of the right things were combined in the right proportions), I stuck two batches in the oven and hoped that it would behave for me (as the oven has been known to randomly nuke everything). It was a good thing that I checked up on them early because they were done quite a bit sooner than I had expected!
“They worked!” Kat exclaimed, after she had walked off with one. Victory is mine!
* And by baked, I mean mixed a bunch of stuff together (some of which came out of a box) under the careful supervision of Kat, without whom there would have been some serious issues. Thanks, KFro! 😀