Margarita Cupcakes

Fine…I did what I was supposed to do in the Kitchen. The Chef had everything portioned and set out. She asked me to mix the cupcakes and bake them because she had to bring some of the pastries down to the Deli and pick up a food order.

I did what I was told and everything was running smoothly…so I thought. Then I used the correct sized ice cream scooper to drop the cupcake batter into the sprayed cupcake liners. On the first scoop, the spring flew out of the scooper and I was left with the batter. I couldn’t find any of the same sized scoopers, so I did the best that I could. All the cupcakes were supposed to look uniformed. Since one cannot rotate cupcakes or cakes because the batter will fall…I just paid more attention until they were baked. When the cupcakes were done, I pulled them out of the oven, and I didn’t burn them…I bet you thought that I was going to say I burned them? But I didn’t.

The whole time I was worried about what the Chef would say…all that time I was struggling with my own acronym –IBF – and I don’t need to tell you, you can figure it out yourself.

When the Chef came back and saw the cupcakes and the cookies that I had backed she said, “They look great!”

Yay…all’s well in my world!