The Return of Mug Cake
So, this week the mug cake made it's return. It's been a while.
I am just usually not hungry enough for something that huge after dinner. They are really better for sharing.
But this past Wednesday night, I didn't really get to eat dinner. I was having office hours and a lot of people were asking questions. And I brought some leftover Thai food that was more like sweet and sour stir fry soup instead of an actual stir fry. Thus I didn't get to eat much. And it was kind of rushed. So, I got home and decided I wanted a mug cake. And so I made one.
I made it the way JLG did, with the peppermint extract. And I had hot fudge, but I decided not to open a new jar just for this. Instead, I melted chocolate chips in with the butter and used that. It was kind of fun, because they weren't completely melted so I ended up with little bits of chocolate in the cake.
But I also played around with the recipe a little more. I was looking at it and I was thinking about what eating a mug cake meant. 3 Tbsp of sugar and butter? That's a lot. So I cut both down to 1 Tbsp. It wasn't as good, of course, but I felt a tiny bit better about it. A tiny bit. At least it was pretty much dinner.
And so begins my birthday week. I know, I'm a little intense about my birthday week. I think it comes with having a birthday the week after a holiday. This year, my birthday began a little bit early. I spent the weekend with family and NES in CT. SJM and MJM gave us some of the stuff for our future bathroom from our registry. Hooray for polka dots!
And I had my carrot cake. Mmmmmm. It was the most beautiful carrot cake dad has ever made, I think. It was beautiful. And there were even Smarties (the British ones, of course!) on it! Hooray Smarties! And polka dots!