It was my boyfriend's birthday a few weeks ago. Always looking for an excuse to bake, I asked him what kind of cake he wanted. Of course his reply was, "I don't know. You don't have to bake anything if you don't want to, but if you do, whatever you think would be tasty." Well, since they weren't for me exactly what the harm in making a delicious, chocolatey cupcake? So I made cookies n'cream cupcakes with crushed up Oreos in the chocolate batter as well as in the vanilla frosting. They're not the sexiest looking cupcake in the world, but the black/white dichotomy is always enjoyable in a dessert. The cookie chunks added a pleasant crunch on the first day. By day two they became a similar consistency to the cake and frosting, but that was nice too.
Now that I've talked about chocolate so much, I really want to make a microwave brownie. They're not even all that brownie-like. More like sweet, warm, gratuitous goodness in a bowl. It's the kind of treat you make for yourself when you live alone and your dog doesn't know how to give you a look that says, "You should be ashamed of yourself..."
