Case in point: Thursday's vanilla cupcakes. I've made these cupcakes at least a dozen times. But this time they resembled the Great Plains. I feel like I'm going to see a prairie dog pop out of them at any moment. Dammit.
But I thought I should keep an open mind. I'm always so judgmental myself, and I should try out new things, even if I might think they're stupid.
So I balled them up.

But they weren't melting very well.
Where it began to cook/burn from the inside out. Dammit.
I returned the chocolate to the double boiler, added some buttermilk, and began to stir. Looking better. . .
And when I bit into them, they tasted like. . .
Cake balls are stupid, and Cassie was right.
And I whipped out my white chocolate chips.
And I started to coat those balls!
The verdict: if your first impression of something is that it is stupid, you should trust your instincts. (This applies to people as well.) Also, don't put white chocolate in the microwave, and replace your baking soda every three months.
Cake balls are stupid, and Cassie was right.
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