5:30pm is my new favorite time of the day.
It used to be my worst. Occupying two hyper kids in a hot house, waiting hungrily for papa to arrive home from his hour-long commute, and sitting down to a 6:30 supper. That doesn't leave much family time before baths and bed.
Then we moved to a place with a huge yard and a forest to call our own--all within ten minutes of Danny's work. And I invested in a MacBook.
Both of those actions were enough to greatly improve my daily life.
Now it's 5:30 in the afternoon, and I'm sitting on my shady back deck with a chilled glass of Reisling. I'm typing away at two or three upcoming posts, tweeting occasionally, and watching the boys blow bubbles while barefoot on the grass. A fragrant paella is on the stove and Danny will be home in minutes. We'll have supper at a normal hour, then take a stroll down to the water.
We're at a good place right now. I'm not trying to project a false impression or brag that my life is perfect (OhBoyNo); I'm just taking a step back to look at the big picture and appreciate what I've got. It's good to count your blessings once in a while.
OK, let's talk cupcakes.
Remember this cake? You'll be happy to know it makes some pretty decent cupcakes.
To make these light, summery and highly memorable cupcakes, start with one recipe of Poppy-Seed Lemon Butter Cake and bake into 24 cupcakes.
Glaze while still warm with the tart frosting below and try to share a few, OK?
Puckery Lemon Frosting
- 2 Tablespoons unsalted butter, melted and cooled
- juice of 1 lemon
- icing sugar to desired consistency
In a small bowl, whisk melted butter and lemon juice until smooth and light. Stir in icing sugar until mixture is thick, but still drops from the whisk when lifted.
Add more lemon juice if frosting is too thick.
To frost: turn cupcake upside down and dip into frosting. Invert immediately and place on a tray or rack to set. Garnish with as sprig of fresh thyme if desired.
Best enjoyed the same day they are made.
(Apologies for the poor photo, but truth be told, I was on my way out the door with a kid on each hip.)