I don’t have an ounce of Irish blood in me. But does that really matter? I don’t have any Mexican blood in me but I enjoy cooking for Cinco de Mayo just as well. Holidays create themes around food. Menus and routines you learn to look forward to each year. Easter means brunch at my mom’s house. Thanksgiving is a double meal, a new traditional but always consistent menu at my aunt & uncle’s house followed by a more classic menu with variety year over year. And St. Patrick’s Day means chocolate, booze and an unneeded reason to roast cabbage.
By now you should be very familiar with Smitten Kitchen and her glorious Irish Car Bomb Cupcakes. If not, you may be living under a rock or are not seeking enough creative ways to get your daily servings of booze. Both are unacceptable. I was first introduced to Smitten Kitchen and her boozy cupcakes at a friend’s St Patrick’s Day party. I’ve never done an Irish Car Bomb. After dropping in a shot of Jameson and Bailey’s, you need to quickly chug the beer before the Irish Cream curdles. Considering my idea of downing a beer still takes a good half hour, while others have already moved onto a second round, I don’t think the concept would work too well. Nevertheless, when my friend added cupcake to the end of the description, I was already in love.