For today’s “Keeping it Real” category, I present to you the following scenario:
Minnesota Mom makes muffins. (Cupcakes, actually, but I liked the alliteration in that sentence.) And to keep it really real, I will tell you they were from a box, of the Duncan Hines “Red Velvet” variety. We call this “Red Red Cake” in my family.
I let the cupcakes cool while the kids happily smacked down their lunch of “Chicken-n-Stars” Campbell’s soup with ham sandwiches on the side. The ham sandwiches were made with my friend Tina’s incredibly delicious 100% whole wheat bread made from freshly milled wheat and other wholesome ingredients. Do I get extra points for that?
I wipe off my red red counter, feeling tired.
I check the recipe for Bavarian cream that I linked to this morning. I have one of those “You gotta be kidding me” moments—the kind where you have to laugh or you just might cry—when I see all the beating & boiling & cooling & pouring-in-a-thin-stream while-your-daughter-feeds-her-bread-crusts- to-the-dog and your-sons-beat-on each-other-with-light-sabers involved.
I find this quick-n-easy replacement recipe, which would be great to make if I had all the ingredients. Which I don’t.
I decide to skip the cream filling entirely. I frost the cupcakes—sloppily, one might claim—with Betty Crocker “Whipped Cream Cheese Frosting.” (Artificially Flavored)
I call out, “Jem? Could you draw up a bunch of miters for me?”
Yes, Mom, he could.
I call out, “Cate? Would you cut out all the miters that Jem drew and then promptly abandoned?” (She’s the responsible eldest daughter.)
Yes, Mom, she would.
And yes, I did.
And yes, we did.
(Eat them, that is. They were delicious.)
Ad Jesum per Mariam,
*For a peek at the cake that was really worth serving to His Holiness, check out this photo (at the very bottom of the post) from What Does The Prayer Really Say?
I’m very impressed. I’ve been too busy sitting on the couch all day watching the coverage to do anything celebratory. We just happened to plan on German potato salad tonight so I’ll say it’s in honor of Benedict.
I love “gourmet” (whatever that means) cooking and baking. I’ve decorated cakes with fragile chocolate leaves and curls and fresh flowers. But you know what? My favorite cakes are boxed. Favorite for taste as well as ease. Their moister than homemade and have the perfect consistency – not too dense, not too light.
I wish I could take a bite out of one of those popecakes! Yum!
Thanks so much for posting this, I was feeling a little, I don’t know, lazy, because we had 2 visitors today and a doctors appt and well…I just did not plan on baking a cake…do Swiss Miss cake rolls count? Can’t any cake this week count as Popecakes?
They look great!
Thank you to Jamie for her comment. After looking at your beautiful Popecakes, I was feeling EXTREMELY lazy for serving my kids their cousin’s leftover birthday cake (don’t ask why we have it) to celebrate the Pope’s birthday.
I’m taking comfort in the fact that, thanks to your post, I even remembered to do something special today.
I second Jamie’s thought – ‘any cake should count’! I made a cake today, but it wasn’t nearly as cute as your popecakes.
Very cool.
I made a really, really good strawberry cake with lemon frosting…it was delicious! (And from scratch. Just had to rub that it. 😀 )
how adorable, Margaret! Wow!!
Still keeping you in my prayers…hang in there.
We celebrated with the brownies that we made the day before. They came from a box, too. 🙂
Well, I tried the Bavarian Cream and it was a complete failure, thank you very much!!!!! We still ate our unfilled cupcakes with chocolate ganache anyhoo and they were delish!! Lovey lovey 🙂
I love this idea! It is so cute! Thanks for sharing 🙂