Ever craved something so ridiculously decadent it's slightly embarrassing to tell anyone? Like a deep fried Mars bar (will have to try one of these while I'm in the UK), or deep fried chips smothered in cheese sauce (quite happy to never try this one thank you very much)?
A few weeks ago I made the queen of all cupcakes; in looks it passes off as pretty and appealing, in theory it is simple and one of man's basic needs... but the lavishness and decadence of it would have your skinny jeans running back to that changing room where you spent 2 hours trying to squeeze into them and not look like a sausage. That said, if this cupcake were an actual queen, it would be a fat little American kid with melted chocolate on her face and crown. It is...... the chocolate and peanut butter cupcake!
If you love peanut butter, you will feel no shame wolfing these down. If you've always feigned shock at the wicked combination of peanut butter and chocolate, you will politely decline a second cupcake only to find yourself returning hours later for a third and fourth. If you're on diet, well, I warn you: this contains butter, cocoa, peanut butter, cream, and loads of sugar- and you won't even care.
