A couple of days ago I made cupcakes. Marshmallow cupcakes to be precise.
Rather worryingly, I’ve also discovered that I share quite a few traits for my marshmallow cupcakes.
I’m tastier than I look.
I like pink.
I’m soft on the outside, crunchy in the middle.
I taste like marshmallows.
Actually, strike the last one.
Anyway, in case you’re wondering, that white bit in the middle is actually molten marshmallow that I poured into the cupcake. It then acted as divine and delectable glue for the mini-marshmallows-and-buttercream icing/frosting.
It was a very, very tasty cupcake, in case you were wondering.
[P.S. my mouth and nose look almost like another body part... bit creepy.]