So, we decided on champagne and cupcakes, at the park, with a just a handful of our favorite people, his and ours.
But here's the thing, I don't bake. My mom doesn't bake. I think I made her feel really bad one year about the fact that I never received a box of homemade cookies while I was away at college or a homemade birthday cake for that matter. She must have taken that to heart because for my 21st birthday she appeared with a carrot cake, de la casa, made all by herself. Anyway, I too assumed I would just head to one of the many cupcake bakeries in here in San Francisco, pick out a few and that would be the end of it.
And then, as I was perusing the pages of the new Small, there on the page was this sweetly perfect little cupcake. It is a creation of Cheryl Pooro's whose blog is nothing less than an inspiration to get out the mixing bowls and the measuring cups.
So I am inspired to make the nugget's 1st birthday cupcake. And if all else fails, my brother who is magic in the kitchen will be there to back-me up. I will let you know how it turns out.