Sweet Heart.

Valentine’s Day is tomorrow. To be honest, I know it seems like I am making a fuss about Valentine’s Day… but we actually don’t really celebrate it. We’d never go out to dinner on that night. Too many loved up couples are doing it. We don’t buy presents. Just cards, sometimes. We’ll have a nice dinner at home… but nothing different from any other night. Perhaps maybe just dessert when we wouldn’t usually. I love sweet things so jump at the chance to bake or eat something of the chocolatey kind.

Bakerella has (yet again) come up with a great, sweet idea. These aren’t chocolates. They’re little cakes. And they’re delicious.

I’ve made them before. Hubby and I were big fans. They’re little balls of cake, mixed with frosting, rolled into balls and coated with chocolate. They’re great with milk, dark and especially white chocolate. Melt in your mouth good. Mmm….

Bakerella is so talented that she even made the red box that the faux chocolates sit in out of… CAKE! Crazy talent. She’s brilliant.


Don’t feel like baking? Buy some cake. Buy some frosting (Betty Crocker chocolate is not too shabby). Roll some balls. Get dipping. Easy.

Fabulous and single? Loved up? Treat yourself. Treat your loved one. Just enjoy. x

7 thoughts on “Sweet Heart.”

  1. Yep, we’re not into Valentines in a serious way either – but I’m happy to taste test for you – I mean that would be B.A.D. if you ate them all… right?

    Did you see not-so-nigella’s blood clot and brain cakes yesterday for Friday the 13th? You just inspired me to blog about them, I didn’t know whether to go yum or pewk! lol.

  2. Liss – I just saw them on your blog and they made me feel a bit sick. Perfect for keeping me away from the sweets!

    Dorsey – Whoops. Tell your waistline I said sorry!

    Hill – Me too. x

  3. I might just have to do this! Tom and I both have to work — him 2nd shift and me 3rd — so Valentine’s Day will be non-existent for the most part but this might be a nice little treat to make for him for when he gets home … and hope that he eats them all by morning so there aren’t any left for me to devour!

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