Buttercream Icing
I've been craving buttercream icing since September 2005. I've been on a mission to find the holy grail of buttercream for over six months now. I even made a batch of a Martha Stewart's boiled buttercream. Took 45 minutes to whip (45 minutes people) only to find that it wasn't what I've been craving. Its still frozen in a huge tub in my freezer. I want the real deal. I want something like this...
Damnit I want to eat my screen this looks so yummy. The stuff made from butter. Good quality wedding cake icing. Not the crap you can buy at Kroger or Food Lion on a cake. That stuff is 100% whipped shortening and it leaves your tongue basted in oil for weeks. No, I want the kind that you should apply liberally to your love handles, hips, thighs and boobs because that's where its going to land after you've eaten it. Real sugar and real butter and a delicious pound cake or cupcake too. Is that too much to ask? I guess so since I have yet to find a bakery in town that has some. I've tried to find some at the beach and in Richmond too with no luck though I KNOW that those areas have to have some. They're simply hiding it from me. Damn youse, damn youse all to hell. That whimpering you hear in the corner is just me. I'm slightly hormonal (okay, seriously hormonal) and am close to a nervous buttercream breakdown. Pardon the bitchiness and no stitchiness. I hope to return tomorrow with my regularly scheduled blog.