Wednesday, March 18, 2009


I never intended to make Poop Cakes.

It just sort of happened.

Aaron wanted me to bake some cupcakes for him, even though it was 70 degrees and sunny, but whatever.  I doctored up a can of chocolate frosting with some peanut butter and powdered sugar.  I loath applying icing with a spatula, so I made a makeshift piping bag.

Apparently, I invented confectionery shit .

They tasted good and the addition of some painstakingly applied chocolate sprinkles made them look less like turd cakes.   Violet had a bit of a nervous breakdown when she was refused a second helping, but rules are rules.  One feces themed desert, per person, per day is quite enough.

Tomorrow is another day.
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