favorite fridays.

betty crocker cupcakes with marshmallow glaze.

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we were organizing our pantry when we came across a box of betty crocker cake mix. i should make cupcakes, i thought.

upon completion, i realized that we did not have any icing sugar. i did, however, have a new-found supply of marshmallows.

i was pleasantly surprised when google informed me that marshmallows could serve as the basis for an icing recipe. i was even more surprised when it turned out to be utterly delicious!

i also added sprinkles, which again was discovered in our pantry.

marshmallow icing

2 egg whites

1 1/2 cup white sugar

1/3 cup cold water

1 1/2 tsp light corn syrup

1 tsp vanilla extract

1 cup miniature marshmallows

put egg whites, sugar, water, and syrup in top of double boiler. beat until mixed well. place over rapidly boiling water. beat constantly with electric beater while it cooks for 7 minutes or until it will stand in peaks when beater is raised. remove from heat.

stir in marshmallows and vanilla. beat until they melt.

(i made this recipe a bit differently since i wanted a glaze rather than fluffy icing, but both methods are easy, quick, and equally savory!)

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enjoy!

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