Arguably the best bakery in St. John's. There really aren't too many bakeries around so the argument is going to be pretty brief. And The Rocket is going to win!
I sauntered into The Rocket last week and these little cuties were sitting there waiting for someone to bring them home. I was only too happy to oblige.
I wanted to shoot a few more Christmas/winter food setups before the end of March. I am guessing the demand for festive food shots will start in the summer while all of us Newfoundland and Labradorians are basking in the fog...errr, sun, and I want to have a few ready to go.
These cupcakes were excellent eating as well. The icing was perfect; not too sweet. They had a hunk of marmalade in the middle making them extra moist. More than just a pretty face!
Marmalade always reminds me of my paternal grandfather, only ever know as Gramps to me. Husband to Nan until the day he died.
If you are lucky, your grandparents will love you.
Like everything in life, this is not a given. There are no guarantees that your grandparents will even like you, let alone love you.
But, if you are really, really lucky, your grandparents will love you a lot. Perhaps even think you are the cat's meow. Possibly even think that the sun itself shone out of your very own arse making you, in fact, the absolute center of THE universe.
Yeaaaah. That was Nan and Gramps. They loved all their grandchildren. And those of us that had to travel from afar to see them, well they loved to see us show up and hated to see us leave. We knew we weren't the center of THE universe, but we also knew we were the center of their universe.
It must have been a heartbreaking day for poor ol' Nan when she found out the truth about her darling grandchildren. Her perfect, adorable, sweet grandchildren...had thrown eggs at the neighbor's windows. Eggs. Mixed with flour and water. In the middle of the winter. In Labrador. Stuck quite well really. I think the flour did the trick.
I can see Nan now coming in from the back door on Guy Street. "Mrs. Dyke seems to think you guys threw eggs and flour at her window. I assured her it wasn't you guys. You guys would never do something like that".
In our defense, your Honour, the neighbour's kids had destroyed a fort we had just built. A two story fort. With carpeting and tiles left over from the DIY rec-room Dad had installed. It was like the Taj Mahal of forts! At the time, the pancaked windows seemed like reasonable retribution.
Poor ol' Nan. And poor ol' Mrs. Dyke.
I suspect that on that day the sun that shone out of our arses dimmed, albeit ever so slightly.
All of the cupcake photos were taken with a Canon macro 100 mm lens set at either f/16 of f/32. I used only natural lighting and two reflectors for all of them. I did some processing in Lightroom and Photoshop.
A few 'oldies'. Gramps is holding the lobster trap in the picture above and is standing next to Nan in the photo with the car. I believe the schooner in the photo on the top right was the schooner owned by Gramps' brothers.
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