There is something extremely satisfying with squirting frosting out of a plastic bag and onto a cupcake. How can one say no to the messy sweetness, not to mention the diabetic coma you get after you eat it. After that first couple bites of a cupcake, I'm done. Rather than hoard the dozen, I shared them with others. This Easter and in celebration of a friend's birthday, I made spring cupcakes.
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