Yesterday, we made White Chocolate Cupcakes. Then I made them mini!
Tomorrow is my son's eighth birthday. Even his two big dimples turn 8 years old tomorrow. You know, along with the rest of him.
Today, I'm going into his classroom to show them what's what in gluten-free baking. Represent!
But it's only right if I show you how to make White Chocolate Frosting, so you can bake along.
Do the right thing!
I'm not gonna lie. There's a whole lotta white chocolate in these here ‘cakes.
But they're not tooth-achingly sweet.
Yet still, they're so adorable. Why is anything mini automatically cute? The same does not go for babies. Some babies are just small. You know it's true.
Why did I bake some of these in teacups?