The cake itself -- made from Guinness -- is so freakin' good. Kevin ate about five plain cupcakes when they came out of the oven, and I ate one for breakfast yesterday. And today.
Nom nom. Breakfast of champions. |
(Though I may have overdosed slightly and gotten myself drunk at 10 a.m. on a Saturday. It happens.)
While normally I post a detailed recipe, this one came straight from Smitten Kitchen. I made some VERY minor changes -- I filled my tins all the way instead of 3/4s of the way -- but otherwise, it's exactly the same. They were pretty prefect and I didn't want to mess with that. And so I'm not going to copy and paste her recipe here. Because that's stealing, which is wrong. So ...
Go here to check out the recipe!
Oh and if you don't know what an Irish Car Bomb is, go here. And then get yourself to a pub, STAT.
I want to go to there. AND I FORGOT TO TELL YOU! I think I saw Kevin on the train last week! But I didn't say hi. Because he's too cool for me. Please send me a cupcake now. Plz?
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