But what I really like (apart from the taste, obviously) is the neat frosting on top. As in 'not messy'. Amazing what a piping bag and a big nozzle can do - and mever mind sniggering at the back there. Dolloping frosting on with a knife just wasn't doing it for me anymore, so I had to visit Brenda's idea of heaven, good ol' Lakeland. And when I say 'had to', I really mean it. I couldn't sleep for thinking about row upon row of perfectly frosted cupcakes.
(Weird thing about me number 5 - I can't sleep for thinking about row upon row of perfectly forsted cupcakes)