Today marks National Cupcake Day (like we really need an excuse to eat cupcakes). I’d like to think I jumped on the cupcake wagon before there even was one. There’s just something about their individuality that I love. No need to commit to a single cake flavor and please a crowd—a dozen assorted cupcakes means there’s something for everyone (except maybe those extra picky eaters). And you’re never required to share. Even if you get a monster cupcake from someplace like Crumbs, it’s an unsaid rule—one cupcake feeds one person. It might be the size of three slices of cake, but it’s a “single serving”, so you don’t feel as bad.
Cupcakes like most comfort foods have a way of making you feel better, or worse, or however you’re looking to feel. It might have something to do with the full pound of butter and sugar enough to fill a bath tub, or it could just be that these small individual cakes have the ability to take on their own personalities. So today, (or any day, really) treat yourself to a cupcake that fits how you’re feeling.
Brooklyn Locavore 