After performing the requisite field research, I have aptly concluded that I am a cupcake noob.
Case Study #1: Your standard cupcake tin contains twelve cups, but I had enough batter for thirteen cupcakes. “Wonderful!” I thought to myself, “I’ll just put the extra batter in a doubled cupcake paper and let it bake on the rack next to the others.” Fast-forward ten minutes: I peek in the oven, and the unfortunate thirteenth cupcake has shimmied its way between the wires of the rack to fall directly onto the heating element below. Smoke is beginning to issue from the oven, and I grab a pair of tongs to attempt a rescue mission, all the while hoping our smoke alarm doesn’t go off and having Neal A. Maxwell’s words of “too many anxious openings of the oven door, and the cake falls instead of rising” cycle vaguely through my mind in reference to all of the other cupcakes.
Case Study #1: Your standard cupcake tin contains twelve cups, but I had enough batter for thirteen cupcakes. “Wonderful!” I thought to myself, “I’ll just put the extra batter in a doubled cupcake paper and let it bake on the rack next to the others.” Fast-forward ten minutes: I peek in the oven, and the unfortunate thirteenth cupcake has shimmied its way between the wires of the rack to fall directly onto the heating element below. Smoke is beginning to issue from the oven, and I grab a pair of tongs to attempt a rescue mission, all the while hoping our smoke alarm doesn’t go off and having Neal A. Maxwell’s words of “too many anxious openings of the oven door, and the cake falls instead of rising” cycle vaguely through my mind in reference to all of the other cupcakes.