• Baking Recipes,  Colours of the rainbow,  Cookies

    Red Velvet Valentine Crinkles + Happy Hearts Day to all!

    Probably the only thing I really think about when someone says the word Valentine’s is that it’s an amazing opportunity to get creative with the things that come out of your oven. And it’s not because I’m some bitter heartbroken man-hating spinster or anything, it’s just that I think it’s not a particularly special event. It might be a cliché to say that we should make it a point to express how much we love our boyfriends/girlfriends, husbands/wives on a daily basis even in the smallest ways; but to me, it’s an even bigger cliché to pick a particular day to give extra special attention to your partner. Tell your…

  • Baking Recipes,  Cupcakes & Muffins

    Of long-lasting friendships and not-so-long-lasting cupcakes

    This is a story about a boy named Gilbert. He’s our resident culture boy; the multilingual dictionary we consult when we want to learn new foreign words. He absolutely loves India and its culture, and I’m convinced he had been Indian during his past life. But most of all, he’s one of my longest-standing friends. I’ve known him since before I knew my multiplication table! I first met him during preschool, when we were 4 or 5. As luck would have it, we were classmates all throughout kindergarten and grade school as well. When high school came along, we got assigned into our separate classes. If anything though, I think…

  • Baking Recipes,  Colours of the rainbow,  Cupcakes & Muffins,  Foodie Life,  My favourite things

    A 121st post celebration, with rainbows!

    One never needs any special occasion to create things with rainbow themes, but I just thought it very appropriate in this case. Rainbows to me symbolize hope– of better and brighter things to come; of optimism and good cheer. And that’s simply why I chose to make cute-as-a-button rainbow cupcakes to celebrate my 121st post. It’s not a new and mind-blowing idea, but every time someone posts about rainbow anything, I can’t help but fall into a nice feeling. Does that ever happen to you as well? Now the next question (or maybe it was your first question) is: Why 121st? This number is actually a combination of my birth…

  • At home,  Baking Recipes,  Layer cakes

    A tall cake for the tall birthday boy

    I have three younger brothers: the first one is a year younger than I (more on him later) the middle one has the same birthday as I do, only six years later (I think this is why we can get along the best when things are on the up and up– because we share the same kind of interests and for the most part have similar qualities. On the flipside, we also have the worst kind of fights.) the youngest one is my sweetie pie, because he is the sweetest little boy I know I’d be lying if I said we all got along perfectly fine, but I’d also be…

  • Baking Recipes,  Experiments & experiences,  Layer cakes

    Belated First Blogiversary Purple Ombré Cake

    What is the punishment for forgetting your blogiversary, I wonder. Do you get banned from tasting your future creations, or get cursed with really bad food photographs? I certainly hope not! Well, I started my blog on the 5th of February last year (World Nutella Day too apparently), but all this time, I thought it was actually the 25th of February! How in the world did I come up with this 20-day gap date? Must be all that sleep I’m losing that is messing with my head. In any case, I went ahead and made my little blog a cake to celebrate. You know what they say, better late than…

  • At home,  Baking Recipes,  Cheesecakes,  Layer cakes

    A cake to match a relationship of epic proportions

    My brother Jason and I have a love-hate relationship that reaches to the extremes of the Universe. So epic is it in fact, that during the times we absolutely hate each other, I would go so far as to give him the silent treatment for weeks at a time and completely ignore his existence. And it’s not only me who doesn’t get along with him, my other siblings often have it out with him as well, but not as… awe-inspiring as my fights with him can get sometimes. When we were younger it was much, much worse. My parents used to joke that we were like cat and dog, though…