My future (in 8 days!!) sister-in-law and I spent a couple of days in the last few weeks making about a couple hundred cupcakes for her wedding and freezing them.
My poor, celiac mouth watered as I surveyed them all lined up like an army across my kitchen counters.
"Aren't there a few other gluten free people coming to the wedding?" I asked, with all the nonchalance I could muster.
"Yeah, I think so," said the bride.
"Oh," I said, "and what about..." I racked my brain, "Milk allergies! I know there are some of those people coming."
"Yeah, I think you're right."
"One of our nephews has a peanut allergy!"
"Ok."
"So I was wondering," I said, casually flicking a dried up piece of frosting off of my shirt, "Do you think maybe I should make a couple dozen cupcakes for the allergy people, or.....?"
"Oh sure, good idea!"
