Cupcake Sunday
What is it about cupcakes? For a couple of years we have been obsessed, and I am not sure the contenders for the crown (Whoopie etc) will really overtake its place in our hearts. I think it is because they are a small bit of indulgent sweet heaven, which you can have just to yourself. (Let us not dwell on what that says of our generation).
I was at a party yesterday afternoon, and the generous hosts had provided the most beautiful cupcakes for the adults to eat. Now I didn’t feel hungry, I certainly could have done without eating one, but the butter cream and glitter spoke to me. I had to hold it in my little hand. Foolish girl.
What I do know is that both the baked form and the knitted/crochet variety still appeal to me. The very first jumper I designed had a cupcake on the front. My very first crochet design was a cupcake which began a small series of food items to liven up Little B’s play kitchen. He had such fun serving them in his imaginary restaurant. However as I walked through our garden this morning, I found that first little crochet cake abandoned, soggy and forlorn on the grass. It had a good life.(Pause). But this summer new versions should be made in the interest of health and safety and the imaginary world.
Today, good friends of ours came for lunch. Their youngest daughter was attracted to the little cake I made last night and then spent a happy half an hour drawing me her own designs. They were very good, and I thought I might use them as inspiration for a series. Having these little cotton cakes in your life certainly make putting on jeans a little easier.
