I am probably the most anxious baker of all times. I read a recipe 20 times and I still screw things up. I never trust any of the things I do and so instead of leaving things alone I have to poke them 20 times and then ruin them. And the worst part of all, I never, ever learn.

Somehow the idea of making red velvet cupcakes for Valentines day was put into my head. Then, through looking at recipes online and talking to people I thought I would make my life difficult by making them from scratch and not from a box.

My cousin sent me this recipe and I was hooked.

It actually wasn’t that hard to do, but you know, I second guess myself all the time and so these cupcakes were basically made during an anxiety meltdown.

I always make sure to read the recipe a million times before I make it because I am well known for starting to bake and then realizing that I don’t actually have half the ingredients.

When the recipe called for Oil, I thought to myself, “Of course I have oil, I’m Italian, I have many oils”. Yes, well, I don’t think people actually bake with Olive Oil, but when you are me, and you are in a pinch and realize you don’t have canola oil (which, I’m assuming, is what one would bake with) you just go with it. If it was a little bit of oil, I probably wouldn’t have worried about it so much, but in was 1 1/2 cups of oil. YEA, all I could taste in the batter was OLIVES.

Chad disagreed with me and said if I said the cupcakes tasted like olive oil one more time he was going to fire me.

You need A LOT of red food colouring to get red cupcakes so I opted for Fuchsia. Much more cost effective.

I also have immense trouble filling the cupcakes just right so they don’t explode in the oven. These don’t look too bad, but that’s because I didn’t take pictures of the ones that actually did explode.

The recipe for the cream cheese icing produced a big mess and a LOT of icing.

Thank GOD I only used 4 cups of icing sugar instead of the recommended 6!

Piping them was probably my favorite part. Cupcakes are all about the icing and decorations anyways.

HEARTS!

They ended up looking better then I expected, and they didn’t actually taste like Olive Oil once I put the 20lbs of icing on them. Maybe it was a whole lot of anxiety for nothing.

Or maybe I will just leave the baking to the professionals.

This blog has become 95% food, 5% fashion.

I think it is clear what I am more obsessed with.

Happy Valentines Day LOVES!