It’s no secret that I like to play with my food. That comes with being a food scientist. Some of my latest edible experiments have involved those little morsels of frosted dessert that everyone loves. I’m talking about cupcakes of course. (The title of this post should have been a giveaway.)
These flowers did provide power in the form of a disaccharide known as sucrose.
We made these devil’s food cupcakes with ganache frosting from scratch as a Father’s Day treat.
I am often designated the dessert bringer at family dinners. Cupcakes are my sweet of choice for these functions when birthdays are concerned and sometimes my pick when they are not. For cupcakes can be dressed to fit any situation and are just enough of a treat to tempt even the most stalwart of health nuts. Sure, they are sweeter than Relief Society chicks on a Super Saturday but who could say no to just a touch of sugar saturation?
For Isabelle’s and Abigail’s birthdays, Jason and I made pink kitty cupcakes.
Since Andrew is a cheesecake fan, I made the cup version of raspberry marble cheesecake for his birthday celebration.
Incidentally, most of my recent recipe and decoration ideas have come from Martha Stewart’s cupcake book. I’ve found it an excellent resource for improving both the look and taste of my cup stuff. Her volume on shivs is outstanding too.
Running is a highly unpredictable pastime. One never knows its outcome. Will you trip on your shoelaces and break your fall on a pillow of dog poop? Will you inhale enough gnats to produce polka dot snot? Will you drink too much Gatorade and vomit blue? Will you lose yourself in a garish powder fog? When you lace up your sneakers and head out onto the asphalt there’s no telling what mayhem awaits you.
Yes, we were rad.
This picture was taken before we blasted each other in earnest.
This year we again participated in Color Me Rad, a 5K with shade. We’ve done this race for years with my brother and his wife but this time we added some smaller targets; our niece and nephew joined our familial rainbow.
I looked like a rainbow in a hairnet.
Jadon took to being painted pretty well, even with oozy liquids. Isabelle, on the other hand, only appreciated pink hits. She was pretty mopey about every other hue. Still, a good time was had by some of us at all points and all of us at some point.
Jadon was okay with powder showers.
Isabelle only liked the pink parts of the race.
Color Me Rad is a cool mix of sprint and tint, one we will gladly radly run again.
Doctors know the secrets of the cosmos but the secrets of making a cape? Not so much. If you didn’t attend Rowley Con this year, in addition to missing out on a profusion of sweat-infused gaming, you skipped something the universe may never see again: Doctors giving stitching lessons.
Jason and I modified our plunge TMNT costumes for Rowley Con. Green tabi boots added another reptilian-ninja element.
Milo was one of the few kids that actually tried to stitch on their own.
Our friend Jeremy puts on a nerd-saturated gathering every spring called Rowley Con. This congregation of the play minded encompasses an entire weekend. Board games, videogames, cosplay, and anime are all included. This year I volunteered to tap into my costuming passion (i.e. obsession) to level up the powers of this assemblage.
In one day, ten superheroes were created thanks to our tutelage. That’s a better statistic than radioactive insects or toxic sludge can claim.
Jason and I came to Rowley Con’s second day as the Tenth and Eleventh Doctors, specifically the 50th anniversary versions of them.
Men in tights will always have an unfair advantage in this world. Drew beat Jason in the male costume contest on tightness.
Jason and I helped ten students, mostly children, create their own logoed superhero capes in the first Rowley Con cosplay class ever. We taught this group while costumed ourselves as the Tenth and Eleventh Doctors. Our Padawans loved designing their insignias. Those emblems were comprised of everything from rainbowed unicorns to death ray robots. The rest of the procedure, unfortunately, didn’t hold their interest as much. It took about four hours in total for us to finish up all the capes, mostly because the kids’ usefulness waned drastically. It’s a good thing that sewing machines have moving parts and are susceptible to sonic suggestions.
Jacob commandeered Jason’s newly-made cape and posed for a slew of ridiculous pictures.
I didn’t make these entire costumes but I did sew my waistcoat. Due to its fanciness, that piece took a lot longer to put together than expected.
Here’s my Oscar speech. Thanks Jason for spending many hours cutting out all of the fabric; I couldn’t have done it without you. And thanks Jeremy for hosting another fine meeting of the geeks. Without you, the unshowered masses would neither be all dressed up nor have anywhere to go. Now, instead, they can be mistaken for birds and planes in style.
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