I love chess.
The tactics, the suspense, the passion for sacrifice, the need to always be two steps ahead of your opponent.
But most of all, I love how humbling of a game it is.
Weird, right? But it's true.
You see your opponent's bishop close in on your cornered king, and your stomach drops as you realize that it's all over. But instead of fighting it, you tip your king over in a show of grace and humility, accepting defeat as an homage to your opponent's skill.
And then you shake hands, part ways, and promise yourself you won't lose the next one.
I love chess because humble defeat is what happens to me every time I make a resolution. Humble defeat in the form of eating a cupcake.
No sugar for 80 days? Well, one [read: two] days won't kill me.
And it was delicious so, in my eyes, totally justified.
Wait a hot sec, did she just say a cupcake was delicious?
Yes, in fact. It was delicious. This isn't to say I love cupcakes now or anything, but I suppose some can be tasty.
These were made for my good friend, Daniel, who turns 20 tomorrow. His favorite dessert is creme brulee, and since I couldn't very well transport 6 ramekins via car for 20 miles, I settled on a cupcake variation. Caramel cupcake, topped with a cream cheese frosting, and decorated with sugar shards. Deliciously moist and perfectly sweet.
I'm home for the weekend, and spent a good portion of the day visiting friends in the city [after a wonderful brunch with Nitya]. Picked up Daniel and Cory and drove them over to Ellewood Cafe to meet up with Matt and Chelsea. It was nice, sitting in Ellewood Cafe, catching up with old friends, cappuccino in hand and cupcakes on the table. Like a scene from a movie. Complete with snark and insults flying from all mouths.
Just the way I love it.
As for my defeat this weekend?
Well, I don't plan on losing the next one.