As the name notes, Angela’s Cupcakes and Pupcakes also offers cupcakes, but you have to catch up with Angela to get some. Contact her to place an order.
I know what you’re thinking. People make and sell cupcakes all over town. Why would Angela’s be any different?
Trust me, they are different. For one, she makes the Official Cupcake of the Charlie Milo Trio, an intense looking chocolate cupcake topped with ganache. Catch up with the band and you can buy one of these to try. And where else can you find a hickory smoked cupcake?
Angela, a woman who has the word “CUPCAKE” tattooed on her fingers, has a flair for the unusual. She defies cupcake convention. Her buttercream frosted cakes range from a multicolored psychedelic cupcake with marshmallow frosting to the “Irish Car Bomb” cupcake. Some cupcakes arrive overflowing with filling, with the tops perched over them like hats. One cupcake has an entire cadbury egg inside!
She gave me a few to taste. (Let me take this moment to note that writing these articles is a wonderful, wonderful job). Let me tell you about them.
I know what you’re thinking. People make and sell cupcakes all over town. Why would Angela’s be any different?
Trust me, they are different. For one, she makes the Official Cupcake of the Charlie Milo Trio, an intense looking chocolate cupcake topped with ganache. Catch up with the band and you can buy one of these to try. And where else can you find a hickory smoked cupcake?
Angela, a woman who has the word “CUPCAKE” tattooed on her fingers, has a flair for the unusual. She defies cupcake convention. Her buttercream frosted cakes range from a multicolored psychedelic cupcake with marshmallow frosting to the “Irish Car Bomb” cupcake. Some cupcakes arrive overflowing with filling, with the tops perched over them like hats. One cupcake has an entire cadbury egg inside!
She gave me a few to taste. (Let me take this moment to note that writing these articles is a wonderful, wonderful job). Let me tell you about them.
I tried the Peanut Butter - Chocolate cupcake first. The aroma of the cupcake was distinctly reminiscent of a peanut butter cup, possibly because one was perched in the buttercream frosting. No doubt, it had been attracted by their similarities. I took a bite. The peanut butter asserted itself, but without eclipsing the moist chocolate of the cake.
I almost didn’t bother to eat the peanut butter cup, but it adds a smooth counterpoint to this well orchestrated dessert.
I almost didn’t bother to eat the peanut butter cup, but it adds a smooth counterpoint to this well orchestrated dessert.
Next, I got into the Chocolate Cream cheese cupcake. The creamy buttercream makes you pay attention with the subtle bite of cream cheese. The cupcake was speared with a Kit Kat bar, probably to keep the fluffy cake from drifting off.
Finally, I got to my favorite. The Vanilla Malt cupcake is vanilla, but not plain. Angela tops them with chocolate ganache, giving the vanilla cake a supporting role to play, and finally with malted milk balls. I had to open my mouth wide to bite into this tall confection and was rewarded for my hard work with the flavor of a chocolate malt!
Angela got started making cupcakes as a teenager, with her mother. Her mother catered and ran a ceramic shop to support the family. “She made the dishes and served the food!”, says Angela. Angela worked with her, learning the baking, and later took classes on decorating.
We think of cupcakes and even of art as an indulgence, but they have hidden power to brighten our lives and bind us as a community. When her mother could no longer leave her room, a lonely time in a person’s life, Angela would show up every week with decorated cupcakes. Residents would come to see her latest creation, bringing company and life into her mother’s shrinking world.
Angela never stopped using her sweet artistry to honor the woman who was her parent and mentor. She and her children built a memorial garden in their backyard the year her mother died. The roses flourished, big and remarkable, bringing visitors and conversation, one more time.
Written by Bonnie Simon of Hungry Chicken Homestead
Angela got started making cupcakes as a teenager, with her mother. Her mother catered and ran a ceramic shop to support the family. “She made the dishes and served the food!”, says Angela. Angela worked with her, learning the baking, and later took classes on decorating.
We think of cupcakes and even of art as an indulgence, but they have hidden power to brighten our lives and bind us as a community. When her mother could no longer leave her room, a lonely time in a person’s life, Angela would show up every week with decorated cupcakes. Residents would come to see her latest creation, bringing company and life into her mother’s shrinking world.
Angela never stopped using her sweet artistry to honor the woman who was her parent and mentor. She and her children built a memorial garden in their backyard the year her mother died. The roses flourished, big and remarkable, bringing visitors and conversation, one more time.
Written by Bonnie Simon of Hungry Chicken Homestead
