Yesterday was an emotional eating day. Don't judge. You've all done it yourselves and I've only had about four days of emotional eating in the past almost 5 months, which is hardly something to make an issue about, right?
So yesterday I was angry. Really angry. Like if I had a cinder block wall, all the dishes would have been smashed against it kind of angry. Not having a cinder block wall, or my own dishes for that matter, I settled for junk food. After eating almost an entire Hershey's with almonds bar (the really big kind you find in the candy aisle, not the pansy ones in the checkout lane) and Fritos and bean dip, I decided to class up my emotional eating with some gourmet cupcakes.
Last week at the airport I bought this month's MS Living, which is devoted to cupcakes--a personal favorite of mine.
The recipe for Brown Sugar Pound Cake Cupcakes with Brown Butter Glaze caught my eye.
Braving the approaching ice storm, I inched along behind a sand truck, past an 8-car accident, across an icy bridge to the grocery store for the necessary ingredients. I tell you that so you understand how intent I was on making these very cupcakes.
Let me just say that the batter was superb. Fluffy, creamy, smooth and tasty...I could have eaten the whole bowl. And I probably should have. I put the cupcakes in the oven and spent the next 25 minutes planning my move into the world of gourmet cupcakes. A posh and trendy cupcake bakery where I would make world-renowned cupcakes for all to enjoy and eat emotionally...In my head I was drafting the blog post where we would have a contest to name said bakery.
No need. While out of sight in the oven that perfectly fluffy, creamy, smooth and tasty batter turned into absolutely nothing special. I don't know how it happened, I just know that it did. Right at this moment there is a whole platter of them on the counter in the kitchen and I am having to exercise not even an ounce of control to keep from eating them. So sad. And slightly tragic. And definitely not a very indulgent way to cap off a day of emotional eating...Now where's the rest of that candy bar?