“Mawwaige, mawwaige! Mawwaige is what bwings us togetha today!” (If you haven’t seen The Princess Bride, I don’t know if we can be friends. Educate yourself.)
Anyway. Today we’re celebrating the darling Christina of Dessert for Two! She and her hubby-to-be are freakin’ adorable, and a bunch of her fellow bloggers decided to throw her our own version of a shower to celebrate them getting hitched.
In high school, my friends and I were those girls who bought the packages of Break-and-Bake cookie dough…with no intention of actually making cookies. As far as we were concerned, those babies were snack-ready, and the perfect accompaniment to movies like Chocolat andBenny and Joon(we had a little bit of a Johnny Depp thing, back in the day).
I’d like to tell you that as I’ve matured, my palate has as well…but that’s really not true. I mean, unless I get points for preferring cookie dough that’s made from scratch to the kind in the tube. Because that distinction I will get behind 100 percent. There’s nothing like the taste of creamed butter, brown and white sugar, aromatic vanilla, and crunchy chocolate chips. And while I’d like to avoid getting salmonella as best I can, I’ve been known to taste my fair share of egg-included cookie dough, consequences be damned.
A couple of weekends ago, I was lucky enough to have one of my closest college friends come to New York to visit. In addition to doing the “typical” city stuff like taking in the Met, wandering through Central Park, and waiting waaaay too long for the subways thanks to those pesky weekend schedules, my friend C also made it clear that she expected there to be some fabulous cupcakes making an appearance in our day.
Well, I mean, if you’re going to twist my arm…