Possibly the creepiest Cupcakes ever made. Thursday morning I was presented with these eerie treats as part of our “cook for a co-worker” fund raising activity. Why Cesar Romero? I had reoccurring nightmares about him as a kid and Owen (the chef responsible) thought it would be therapeutic for me to face my fears by devouring my childhood fear.
Awesome job Owen. Made my day.
AWESOME.
mate those are wicked. what was it like devouring your childhood fears?
the lone cupcake I got to eat tasted great.