Okay, so ‘the cupcake of death’ may be a little sensationalist for a blog title, but that is what I have been calling these little suckers.

This is the story of ‘the cupcake of death’.

When I am not blogging, I also work in a kitchen store. I am the ‘window dresser’ – that’s the title I give myself. I love doing it. Often I use props like apples, lemons and ….. cupcakes.

We sourced these cupcakes from our local Coles supermarket, which is conveniently located near us. They were from the bakery section.

These cupcakes have been in our display window, under hot lights for 8 hours a day, unpackaged. 

Guess how long they have been there now?

9 weeks, people, 9 whole weeks!

They are still perfect looking (apart from a little dust) and just a tiny bit hard.

Not one bit of mould to be seen. Not one bit of deterioration.

It scares me.

Now do you see why I call them evil? They are ‘the cupcake of death’.

I brought them home to photograph for you. I had used them for so long in the windows it was time for a change.

The kids thought I had gone bonkers when they saw store-bought cupcakes!

My gorgeous friend Wende actually makes cupcakes as her job running Design-A-Cupcake Party. She uses good old-fashioned butter, sugar, flour, baking powder, milk and eggs. I asked her how long her cupcakes would last without going mouldy.

She says “I once popped 6 cupcakes into a Tupperware container and a week and a half later remembered them. … they were hairy”.

I have had banana muffins, kept in the pantry, riddled with mould within three days.

Real food goes off.

I don’t have the original package anymore to tell you what the ingredients are, but I am betting there is a heck of a lot of preservatives and artifical stuff in there.

So, what’s the moral of my ‘cupcake of death’ story? I think it’s –  ‘don’t eat fake food, eat real food.’

What do you think?