Showing posts with label Nutella. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nutella. Show all posts

Monday, November 10, 2008

Quest for the Best Nutella Cupcake


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My friend, Linda told us about Crave Cupcakes in Houston and their wonderful Nutella cupcake. As promised, Tall Husband and I went to check it out. It is with great humility that I report to you: Crave's Nutella cupcake is far more delicious than mine.

The people at Crave Cupcakes are as sweet as their baked goods.



The vintage mixers and beaters at Crave Cupcakes are a great touch.


Yikes! Do you see that!? Only one Nutella Cupcake left. And I got it! Whew. Also take note of the sweet little cloches, each displaying a single cupcake.



The Wild Woman wearing the "toe shoes" said that she found them at Luke's Locker.
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The sights around Crave Cupcakes are wild! Just sitting outside, eating the most delicious cupcake you've ever put into your mouth would be enough. But the wildlife attracted to this place is just as delicious.

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Friday, August 29, 2008

Confessional

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My friend Linda and I were at dinner the other night with Cute Husband and Tall Husband. We were talking about foods we love. During the conversation, Linda and I discovered that we both have a passion for Nutella, that wonderful hazelnut spread. Neither of us is to be trusted with a jar in the house. We love it with peanut butter on just about anything; go crazy for it on a croissant; on toast; heck, we love it on the end of a knife. Never mind waterboarding: just promise us Nutella and either of us would tell you where the missiles are.

So the next day, I'm in the grocery store and I've just put my hand on a jar of Nutella when my cell phone rings and through my bluetooth I hear, "What are you up to?" It's Tall Husband. How did he know?

"Oh, you startled me. I'm just looking at the Nutella." A woman pushing her cart past me quickens her pace, as she thinks I'm some deranged maniac talking to a jar.

"Annie!"

"What's that? You're cutting out. Call you later." And I take off down the isle with the Nutella bouncing around the grocery cart.

"Get the Nutella, Annie! You're a person of great willpower and would never over indulge."

Oh, Tall Husband, ye of too much faith.