Tag Archives: cupcakes

Tuesdaygram

24 Sep

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Everything is bigger in Texas: the food, the race tracks, the storms, the news… the disappointment.

Things were looking good when we rolled into Circuit of the Americas in Austin, Texas. The boys put the car back together in impressive fashion and we were quick right off the truck.

It was fricking HOT in Texas though! Who on earth decided we should race in Texas when it’s 95 degrees pretty much all day long? Probably people that work in air conditioning all day and have minions to follow them around with umbrellas and wet towels. Continue reading

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Fauxstess Cupcakes

22 Aug

Fauxstess Cupcakes | Adventures of a Hungry Redhead
I’m not a big fan of copy cat recipes, because, let’s be honest, the secret ingredient in commercial baked goods is preservatives, which neither Publix nor Kroger sell. Still I get sucked in by the beautiful blog photos and the idea that I could make my very own Hostess, Little Debbie or Starbucks treat. Mostly because it feels like it would only be half as bad for me if I made it myself. Hey, if there aren’t any preservatives, that could be half true. Redhead math just kicked in and told me that half as bad minus half true equals a pretend Hostess Chocolate Cupcake.

I was not allowed Hostess or Little Debbie type products as a kid. Being bared from such cream-filled and frosted wonders likely explains my peculiar personality and behavior. No, wait, the red hair and the ovaries explain that. Continue reading

Ode to the Egg

21 May

So I fell off the map again for two weeks – what you want to do about it? It’s a blog, not a job. I went on vacation. Sort of.

I was playing with Porsches.

CORE autosport Porsche

I was gazing at beaches.

Monterey California

I was eating peanut butter and jelly cupcakes.

Suzie Cakes | PB&J Cupcake Continue reading

How NOT To Blog About a Food Festival

20 Feb

Taste of Athens | Adventures of a Hungry Redhead
I am obviously still a food blogger rookie. I went to Taste of Athens on Sunday (Athens is where the University of Georgia is, about an hour outside of Atlanta) and I bombed. As this was a food festival where you simply bought a ticket, entered the banquet hall, and sampled until your heart’s content, I figured I’d just do what I do naturally: eat everything in sight. I was wrong. Here is how NOT to blog about a food festival: Continue reading

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