Not only is Mr S very well house trained from years of living by himself, he works shift work and doesn't have any hobbies (other than watching Top Gear but I don't count that as a hobby). So he gets bored. And when he gets bored he tidies the house and cooks dinner.
He has also starting to freak me out a bit with his ever increasing fascination with the birds outside, I think he might be turning into an old man! ...30 is just around the corner for him. Imagine that, 30! Oooooold!
Anyway, I'm glad I married him, not just for his good looks but because he can cook (and I hate cooking) and sometimes, just sometimes, he can bake!
While I was busy doing something (for the life of me can't remember what, study? Blogging? Doing hair and makeup?) I decided I didn't have time to bake anything to take along to his workmates BBQ but offered the job to Mr S who, to my surprise, took up the opportunity.
He made half a batch of my chocolate cupcakes and even gave the piping a try (after I made the icing). I showed him how to pipe the rose swirl and he didn't do half bad. He did give up after three cupcakes, but that's not the point. He even helped cut out fondant hearts and stuck them in the seams on my cupcakes. In my eyes he's pretty much a skinnier, more attractive version of Duff Goldman now!
He made half a batch of my chocolate cupcakes and even gave the piping a try (after I made the icing). I showed him how to pipe the rose swirl and he didn't do half bad. He did give up after three cupcakes, but that's not the point. He even helped cut out fondant hearts and stuck them in the seams on my cupcakes. In my eyes he's pretty much a skinnier, more attractive version of Duff Goldman now!
I think he did a fantastic job and maybe he'll get a job as an apprentice in the kitchen with me when time is tight...or maybe he can stick to fondant-colouring duty!
















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