Before I delve into the delicious dessert for today I have to ask you something, and by you I mean anyone who's mildly interested in reading on or willing to answer the question in the comments below. My question is this - why do car sales people always say congratulations after you get a new car? Sure, I (and by this I mean people in general) have a new car - yipee! But on the other hand I have lots of monthly payments to look forward and the never ending fear that some overly cocky teenager is going to key my car. Oh good lord, I'm just too paranoid.
Back to the question at hand. But right now you're probably wondering where I've gotten such an out-of-the-blue question. Well, we got a new car today. Though, I guess you could say it's mine. My mom calls it my "sort-of-car" meaning I get all the perks of driving it without the financial burden, which is great. I'm, of course, forever grateful to my parents for giving me the opportunity, which many people my age don't have, to drive a wonderful car free of charge. My parents really do rock.
Today, my dad and I piled into our beat up ol' '97 Toyota Corolla (which, until today, we thought was a '96) and drove off to the Hyundai dealership. We'd already had in mind what we wanted to get and my parents even let me pick out the colour (can you say sky blue?). My mom is really not into cars, though with her freakish encyclopedia brain capacity she can probably tell you anything you want to know about them. So, with that being said, my mom really had no interest in the colour or type. All she wanted was a car that ran smoothly and was safe. Thank goodness she sent a pro like yours truly. Alright, I may over exaggerate on my car knowledge, because honestly I'm just like my mom when it comes to my ride. I care about the colour and the fact that it's rust free. Other than that you can spout acronyms and numbers at me and I'll just raise an eyebrow. That's right, you're the crazy one!
Wow, am I off course or what? So once we got there we found the salesman we were looking for and my dad rambled on about everything he could afford etc. etc. I just wanted to drive the bad-boy. I had my aviators at the ready! The salesmen grabbed the first car, and while dad waited behind, him and I went for a little ride. By the time we got back by dad was still standing there. As per his request, the second ride, in a different car, was much shorter.
We followed him into his little cubicle, if it could even be called that and my dad and him hashed out numbers and lingo. Something about percentage and financing. I tried to keep up. I really, honestly did. But honest to gosh I can't wrap my head around the meanings. I was in charge of updating mom via phone. They'd talk and I'd go outside and tell her what few numbers I could remember.
By the end, my dad had commented a few times about how it was to be my car. So, once the junk was signed the salesman shook my dad's hand and then my had, offering both of us a big "Congratulations!"
"WTF for?" I thought to myself. The only person who should be congratulated here is you, for your big fat commission. What are we going to say "Thank you for these wonderful monthly payments you've bestowed upon us!" Yeah right.
Later that night I went back with my mom to sign more papers. This time we were introduced to another salesman. Er- I mean saleswoman. At least, I think that's what her job was. Regardless of her job title, she spat out the same unmistakable, yet still unrecognizable lingo that I had come to hate earlier in the day. Once the last of the papers were signed she stood up, shook my mom's hand and then shook my hand and said... you know it, "Congratulations!"
Seriously? You too. Is this like some creepy protocol.
Alright, I know by now some of you are probably thinking, "They're congratulating you on the fact that you just bought a new car. It's a good car. You should be happy that you're fortunate enough to be able to afford something so cool." And I am. I just don't see it. Maybe it's my complete lack of interest in the essence of the vehicle. I don't really care about what's underneath the hood.
I really don't know. What do you guys think? Have any of you gotten the big ol' "Congratulations!" before?
Now, on to a much sweeter, and dare I say it, more satisfying topic. Cupcakes!
I'll spare you the back story and just tell you that these cupcakes are amazing! The cupcake itself is mocha, topped with Martha Stewart's butter cream frosting, only this time mixed with some melted semi-sweet chocolate. The icing was covered with crushed Kit Kat Bites. And inside each cupcake were three delicious Kit Kat Bites. OMG. They are amazing.
The mocha cupcakes may have been a bit too much for me on their own, only because I'm not a very big coffee person to begin with. In fact, I hate coffee. I love Coffee Crisps though! But, the sweetness from the frosting and the Kit Kat Bites completely compliments the taste. Each flavour sort of cancels the other out, leaving you with this unbelievable subtle taste of amazing.
The recipe for the Mocha Cupcake comes from My Baking Addiction. The post doesn't say how much the recipe yields, but I halved the recipe and it gave me nine cupcakes. So a full batch would probably come out to about eighteen.
1 1/3 cups all-purpose flour
1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 cup whole milk
1/2 cup strong brewed coffee, at room temperature
1 tsp pure vanilla extract
1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, at room temperature
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup firmly packed light brown sugar
1 large egg, at room temperature
3/4 cup semi sweet chocolate chips
Directions (taken directly from My Baking Addiction, with a few edits)
1. Preheat to 350°F. Line cupcake pan with liners.
2. Sift together the flour, cocoa powder, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. In a measuring cup, combine the milk, brewed coffee and vanilla.
3. In a stand mixer, using a flat beater on medium-high speed, beat the butter and sugars together until light and fluffy, about 2-3 minutes. Add the egg and beat until combined. Slowly add the flour mixture, alternating with the coffee mixture, ending with the flour mixture. Stir in chocolate chips.
4. Fill cupcake liners about 2/3 full. In each cupcake liner drop three Kit Kat Bites, pressing down so only one side of the square is visible. You want them to be inside the cupcake while it's cooking. Bake for about 17-20 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the center of a cupcake comes out clean. Let cool before frosting cupcakes.
5. After frosting with the Martha Stewart frosting, the recipe for which can be found here, crush up as many Kit Kat Bites as you want and sprinkle or roll the frosting on the cupcakes in the pieces.
6. Eat and enjoy.
Until next time, I hope you're enjoying life as much as I am and remember, I have no life, so send me an e-mail. I always want to meet more people!
Edit: And don't forget to enter the Martha Stewart Giveaway! It's a pretty nifty prize if I do say so myself!