My journey to cupcake perfection started roughly two years ago. Two years ago, my husband and I vowed to love each other through thick and thin, burnt cupcakes, dry cupcakes, and imperfect decorations. He has been there with my cupcake triumphs and my peeps cupcake disasters. And I love him more today than I ever have.
Last weekend, I had the privilege of sharing the love that cupcakes have brought to my marriage to another very special marriage – my brother and his new bride. Their proposal was perfect – he popped the question at the peak of the Stratosphere in Las Vegas on his 30th birthday. Shortly after, the whirlwind of wedding planning began. I was thrilled when my brother asked me to make his wedding cupcakes. And my journey to mastering their chosen three flavors began.
This past year I have mastered over 25 different flavors, all with different fillings and frostings. I went from common American buttercream, to realizing the importance of real butter and mastering Swiss and German buttercreams (next French and Italian!). In the end, they special couple narrowed it down to three classic, yet delicious flavors: raspberry chocolate, peanut butter chocolate, and tequila sunrise.
So before we get into the actual cupcakes, let me just set the scene for that week before the wedding – these cupcakes were executed in classic crazycupcakegirl flair – emphasis on the crazy. During that week, both of my parents flew in with their significant others, the heat reached at least 103 degrees (torture for a pregnant lady), I had class the night before the big bake-a-rama, and I had to spend 3 hours in the hospital the day I was supposed to be baking the cupcakes due to a failed glucose test (dang these cupcakes!). Oh, and did I mention that I’ve now rounded seventh month in my pregnancy? However, I made a commitment, and I’ll be danged if I let a few obstacles fall in the way of delicious cupcakes.
So, what exactly does it take to make 250 cupcakes? Well, I wasn’t quite sure myself when I started. I ended up going through 15 pounds of sugar, 10 pounds of butter, a little over 5 pounds of flour, at least 4 dozen eggs (I think it was actually closer to six), a gallon of buttermilk and a humongous jar of peanut butter. I spent five and a half hours baking the actual cupcakes. I made 7 dozen cupcakes of each flavor. It took me three hours to frost the tequila sunrise cupcakes (mainly because I screwed up the frosting twice!). At 1:00 a.m., the night before the wedding, I called it quits. I still had two flavors to frost and decorate, but after 8 hours of hard labor, I could barely stand.
The next day (wedding day), I met with the bride and other attendants and got my hair done in the morning. Afterwards, I raced home, and finished making the remaining frostings and decorating the rest of the cupcakes. The wedding was at 4:30 and I put the last raspberry on top at about 2:30. I raced to finish my makeup and load everything into the car. Due to traffic and construction, we made it to the hall a half hour before the ceremony. Panicking, I quickly set up my “stand” and began placing cupcakes. I enlisted the help of some gentle-handed groomsmen to carry everything in (I may have threatened their lives if they dropped a single cupcake).
Exhausted, sweaty, but beaming with pride, I fixed my lipstick and took my place in the attendants line and prepared to walk down the aisle and support my brother. The wedding was beautiful. The bride was gorgeous, and my brother, in his classic quirky style, whipped a red handkerchief from his jacket as the tears started pouring. After photos, pizza, and some of the funniest toasts I’ve heard at a wedding so far, the moment of truth. The bride and groom linked arms and toasted each other with their favorite flavors. I’m so happy my brother and his new bride put their trust in me to help make their wedding day special.
Looking back, sure, it was stressful, but it was amazing as well. I hope, well, I know, this won’t be the last wedding I make cupcakes for. In fact…my grandma is getting married in a month and I get the pleasure of doing this all over again!