Friday Fridge Check
Dear Abby,
I always say that one of the best parts of living by yourself is that if you want to listen to Gotye at 2 a.m. or start baking some strawberry cupcakes—or go crazy, do both at the same time—you can.
That and not having to get dressed. Hey, it was a threefer!
So, yes, last night I decided to try this old recipe for strawberry cupcakes once again. In the past, they have always ended up spattering the insides of my oven, like the aftermath scene in Ghostbusters when the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man explodes all over Gotham. But pink! Last night was no exception, as you can probably tell from the picture above. Nevertheless, they're still tasty. I didn't bake them with anyone in mind. But I'm thinking since it's Random Acts of Kindness Day that I may deliver them to my guy on the corner who sits in front of the grocer asking for spare change. I guess it would qualify as "a change" if not actual coinage.
Anyway, after I clean up the mess in my stove (Yes, I left it and went to bed. Sometimes that's how I roll, man.) I plan to go shopping for some undeniably needed vegetables. Those 3 lbs of leftover French fries with three dipping sauces are not really cutting it, y'know?
p.s. Happy Birthday.
xx
