i’ll meet you in diabetesland
I’ve lately discovered the joy of having cake on hand; namely, that of eating cake every day. Some people might protest that this is a bit opulent, refined sugar will rot your innards, etc, but I suspect that those people are just cranky because they haven’t had cake in a while. Specifically buttermilk cake with lemon cream cheese frosting. I’ve been making cupcakes because a) it’s the perfect portion size (eat one to be proper, two if very famished) and b) my cake recipe leaves a generous batter remainder after filling 12 cupcake cups, which I put in a loaf pan and bake as a giant rectangle cupcake (and as we all know, tastiness is proportionate to size, hence the excitement over a giant loaf cupcake).
It’s a simple sauce with plenty of onion, garlic, and salt and pepper. That goes on the crust, along with a generous puddle of olive oil and a sprinkling of capers. Voila! I’m never ever going to tire of pizza.