Sometimes I dread baking. Like, say, during the summer.
Baking in a house without air conditioning during hot summer days has got to be one of the worst forms of torture imaginable. I mean, yes, there is sweet cupcakey goodness in the end, but does that justify hovering over a hot oven for hours? Alas, I suppose it does.
And so tonight after work I will bake. I will bake gluten-free black bean chocolate cupcakes. I will bake buttermilk French vanilla cupcakes. Oh yes, I will bake. Now I just need to figure out when in our hectic weekend schedule I will have time to make the frosting and frost said cupcakes before church on Sunday.