b is for baking. and boys.

There is only one hard and fast rule in our kitchen:

If it involves baking, it is my job.  If it involves the handling of a bloody piece of raw meat, it is Larry's job. Any other task, either one of us will do.

When my sweet tooth comes on in full force, I am known to say to Larry, "Make me cupcakes!" The answer is always "No."  The reasons?  "It's too hard" and "BAKING IS FOR GIRLS."

Six years this joke has lasted, six years I have gone without cupcakes home baked by my beloved.

So imagine my surprise when I came home from work today to find this:

I'll admit that the first words out of my mouth were "Where did you get those?" and his response was "I made them."

But how?

"I looked up a recipe for cupcakes online and then I made them."

Yeah, that's right people, he made these cupcakes FROM SCRATCH.  

True, the recipe he found online was submitted by someone with the username YOUNGEST CHEF EVA!!!, but who cares?  Cupcakes are cupcakes, and these were delicious.  And he didn't even mess up the kitchen.

I thanked him by stuffing four of them into my hungry mug.

Thanks, babe.  I hope this doesn't mean I have to start touching raw meat now.