For those os you who aren't in the know, my Girl Scout camp name is Cupcake. Everyone has to have one, so you'd better come up with your own before someone else names you Princess Weenie or Blank (two people I have happily named!). I chose Cupcake because in my senior year in High School, Mr. Umstatder asked us to put our names on the seating chart, and to put our nickname or what we would like him to call us underneath it. Mike Ciaramella, who was sitting next to me, put Pete as his nickname, as he was (still is I am sure) a huge Pete Townsend fan. (from The Who, for you young ones). So, I thought I needed to come up with something creative, and seeing that my friends had many nicknames for me already (Bubbles, Miss Mary, Enema Mary, I could continue for a while here), I decided to take control of my nickname and give Mr. Umstatder something I would love for him to call me. And POP! Cupcake came to my mind. Utterly bimbo-ish, sexy, sweet, and young, it had all the trappings of my personality as I wanted it. So, poor Mr. Umstatder, who choked on his coffee when he read my nickname out loud, called me Cupcake all year long. I think he liked me. I loved him, he was a great teacher, even though he taught Chemistry and I was clueless. But not as clueless as Pete who sat at my lab table and managed to clog the sink drain the very first week of class.
So I came across this article about Cupcake Backlash, and I am quite offended. Cupcakes were IT long before the Sex in the City sluts. I am quite offended by the Harry Potter and Finding Nemo insult though. I thoroughly enjoyed both of them and the person who made that comment can kiss my frosty pink cupcake ass.
Cupcake backlash
Posted Sep 6th 2008 3:00PM by Emily Matchar
Filed under: Dessert, Trends, Newspapers, America, Comfort Food, Food News

I must have read half a dozen articles in the past year which contained some sneery line about the women on Sex and the City bus tours of NYC
standing outside Magnolia Bakery trying out Carrie Bradshaw's favorite cupcakes. High-end cupcakes were awesome a few years ago, the message goes, but now they're becoming a little....déclassé.
And now,
a wave of imitators is spreading across the city; the Crumbs franchise is planning to open 40 shops in the next year. This leaves some to wonder whether cupcakes are the new Krispy Kreme - a beloved, slightly kitschy dessert raised to sugary highs by the media only to become overexposed and fall as flat as a punctured souffle.
Apparently there are already signs of a "cupcake backlash."
Joel Stein, writing in Time, says cupcakes are "fake happiness, wrought in Wonka unfood colors. They appeal to the same unadventurous instincts that drive adults to read Harry Potter and watch Finding Nemo without a kid in the room."
I disagree. Taking something as humble as the cupcake and transforming it from cloying pink nastiness to something much more sophisticated and sublime seems to be part of the larger, positive foodie movement of reclaiming and elevating ordinary American foodstuffs - red velvet cake, mac and cheese, tuna noodle casserole.