I have a secret to tell you. A big one.

When it comes to baseball, I’m not the gal who goes for the ice cream cone or the lemon shake-ups. Nope. Not me.

Sweet as I may be, when it comes to baseball, I want two things: a hot dog and a beer. Mustard on the dog and the beer ice cold. There’s just nothing like that combination on a hot day, sitting in the stands with the sun beating down on you.

So you can imagine my surprise when I was jogging past Parkview Field this morning and thought of a cupcake – a sweet cupcake. I just had visions of young guys walking up down the steps at Wrigley, hawking freshly roasted peanuts. And from peanuts, my mind went to popcorn then to caramel corn and so the Cracker Jack Cupcake was born. Crunchy peanut butter cake, salted caramel buttercream and Cracker Jack garnish (of course).

Yep. I might have a hot dog and beer at a baseball game but I dream in sugar. Early on a Friday morning as I run my regular 3-mile loop through downtown.