Tres leches, move over. There’s a new cake in town with three iterations of the same component: tres (or maybe it should be trois?) ganaches chocolate raspberry cupcakes. Sounds decadent, right? Well, they were.

It’s natural to be suspicious of any signs you think you see in the world around you. Particularly when the sign in question has too much in common with the Virgin Mary burnt into a piece of toast.

In honor of the final episode of Battlestar Galatica, I made rainbow cupcakes inspired by one of my favorite images from the show.

How am I supposed to put frosting over a face like this?

Tonight I made Black Bottom Cupcakes for–as the Toasty Chef calls him–Mr. T’s birthday tomorrow. I can blog about them tonight because Mr. T doesn’t know about this blog yet. Sneaky, right? We’re headed down the coast for a writer’s retreat all week, and while we’ll have a kitchen where we’re going, I wasn’t sure what equipment I’d find once I was there, so I figured I’d better come with cake in hand.