Mother’s Carrot Cake Cupcakes
My mom is hands down one of the most creative people that I know, maybe a little biased, but her work speaks volumes. During the pandemic, she began baking and designing cakes for special occasions such as birthdays, graduations, etc. If you have not seen them, they are absolutely wonderful and they are on par if not better than cakes crafted by professional bakers. Watching her create her masterpieces inspired me to take to the kitchen for Mother's day and attempt to make one of her all-time favorite desserts, carrot cake🥕🍰. I had to make a slight adjustment to the plan knowing that I would have to battle both my grandma and mom for time in the kitchen. Instead of baking a cake, I'm going to make carrot cake cupcakes. With some self-control, I refrained from throwing a bunch of ingredients together and hoping to magically create something remotely edible and alternatively went to YouTube. After choosing the most enticing thumbnail, gathering all of the ingredients, and tying my apron tight, I was ready to begin. Surprisingly, everything was going to plan. Just finished mixing the wet and dry ingredients and the first batch of cupcakes were in the oven. Now it was time to make the cream cheese frosting. I had the brilliant idea that I would hand whip the frosting instead of taking out the automatic mixer. Mostly because I did not want to wash, clean, and put away the mixer after. I realized it was going to be a war between my whisk and the cream cheese/butter mixture for an eternity. A rational person would proceed to get the automatic mixer which would accomplish the job in less than five minutes, but not me. For anyone who does not know my mom and I are easily the most stubborn and prideful people you will ever meet. I love this about us, we stick to our guns regardless of the circumstances and seldom let others influence our beliefs. Sure this may put us in a bad position occasionally, but I’m forever thankful that she taught me to have confidence in myself and fight for my beliefs. And so, I whisked my heart away for the next 30 minutes pouring love and agony into every whisk. Yes, it's silly that I continued whisking when I knew there was an easier way. Yes, I may need physical therapy for my right shoulder… :) But I started something and you can better believe that I was going to finish. Plus what fun is it to have the machines do everything automatically for you… haha.
It's a blessing to have my mom. She inspires me to attempt projects and cultivate skills that I normally would not have. Always pushing me to expand my awareness and generously giving an abundance of tough love 💪❤️. Take a minute to appreciate those amazing role models in your life and continue down your path to continue or one day began being a role model for others.
sniff sniff… I think I smell the cupcakes burning, time to go!
Mucho Amor Madre❤️