Tiny E and I made some cupcakes yesterday. He was feeling a little blue about not being 12 or 13 like his brother and neighbor boy (read here: being left out and taunted). So, Super Papa jumped in and grabbed a box wherein you add the eggs, water and oil=cupcakes. We had a great time and I had the wits to remember the food coloring.
Let’s just say Tiny E found out what happens when you add all kinds of different colors together, Shrek Cupcakes.
Over the last 24 hours the discussion arose over the difference between cupcakes and muffins. The boys discussed this amongst themselves for quite some time. My immediate response was that cupcakes are usually of a very cakey substance with icing. Wherein a muffin is something more substantial and doesn’t have icing. All good.
As of tonight, after dinner, we really needed to resolve this issue. So I went straight to the World Book, nada. Next up, The New Oxford American Dictionary. I was pretty spot on with my definition. But what caught me was the second definition of cupcake, 2nd dfinition was an attractive woman. The howling only now is slowing to a crawl.
ps – Hey there cupcake, fries come with that shake?
I AM a cupcake, baby!
From the Cambridge International Dictionary of English here is the definition this tome provides for Cupcake:
Cupcake: a fairy cake–a small light cake made with eggs, sugar and flour to be distinguished from fairy bread which is a slice of buttered bread covered with very small, brightly coloured sugary balls!
OH-Kayh! Is this what kept the folks in the “Fellowship of the Ring” strong and alert?!
See what you started!
It’s my job, I am the instigator.
I think I’d rather be called a cupcake than a muffin. 🙂
Lucky Tiny E!
One of the things about being a singleton is that I don’t have boxes of cake mix sitting around. I would love to whip up a batch of Shrek cupcakes. But then I would probably eat all of them.
As for the name-calling involved in today’s post, how about Muffin Man? (Oh, do you know —????)
Nothing quite like the right person calling you cupcake, if you ask me.
But I’m more of a dame than a cupcake…
What color was the frosting? There was frosting, right?
I know the muffin man, down on drury lane?
Ha! Uh, no frosting. I ain’t that prepared!