Thursday, February 18, 2010

It Was No American Pie

(those fries are cookies. the patties are beer-cheddar cakes that taste like beer. and the ketchup is the world's most amazing frosting: it contains bacon and cheddar)

Let's file this under yet another "Thing I Never Thought I'd Do," along with eating scorpions, winning a slam, missing Maine winters, and wearing crimson. (Though thank God, I don't actually wear crimson gear. How embarrassing would that be?) I spent last night baking cupcakes to look like sliders.

Do I have better things to do with my time? Perhaps four papers to write and more books to read? A million times yes. Did I really need to open my case this morning when the bus driver asked what I'd made? Probably not. "Cupcakes" would have sufficed.

But there was a department bake off at stake (I go to such a dorky school- love it) and I had a gray haired Nancy to impress. I always have a gray haired Nancy to impress. (We're calling her FRiles from now on. Faux-Riles.) And because this is America, where hard work is rewarded when we pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, I took the the top prize in creativity.

Second to winning, the best part of the bake off was talking to Professor FOQ (friend of Query), who impressed with homemade chocolate marshmallow things. I'm floundering in her class, so it was good to let her see that I'm at least capable of some skills. Like mixing. Cutting. And pasting.

Professor FOQ: Are you from the Midwest? Where'd you get the bag?

Moi: Uh... see how you can see 'Bon Chon chicken' on the side? I just taped a Whitecastle logo over it.

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