Back when I was unpopular and sad, I shared a recipe for drunken cupcakes. You would think one only makes such things on St. Patrick’s day, but apparently my post-divorce depression was just enough that I needed all liquids and solids I consumed to be mildly boozy.
Not only did I get rave reviews for these cupcakes around the office, but they are one of my personal favorites. I am now a firm believer that Guinness should be used in all chocolate cupcake recipes because of how deliciously moist they come out. And because I’ve become a borderline alcoholic.
I am having dramatic food envy staring at my picture of these cupcakes today. I would love nothing more than to make them again. Unfortunately, I am nearing the turning point in every woman’s life where she almost has to lay down before she can button her pants.
But if you’re looking to celebrate and actually fit into your pants, definitely try them out. You will not be disappointed.
And for some other unsolicited advice: wear true shades of green, and under no circumstances “go braugh-less,” even if your name is Erin. Nobody wants to see that.
In other news, here is some fun inspiration for a lovely St. Patty’s. Click images for source.
[pretty marble nails]
[pants i am too short for]
[traditional claddagh ring]
[pot of gold cocktail]
[sweet Irish blessing]
[baby i am going to steal]