Looking like two snow-capped volcanoes (appropriate for this part of the country!), it was Red Velvet Cupcakes — not pie — that were my Valentine’s Day treat. While I am not a fan of the whole cupcake craze (how can I be? I’m devoted to pie!), these were homemade by my friend Alison and MUCH tastier than any $4 cupcake I’ve purchased in a certain Beverly Hills bakery. A perfect anti-Valentine’s celebration, we sat at her house last night, curled up under blankets and watched TV, drooling over Apolo Anton Ohno’s thigh muscles while jamming the spongy, light things into our mouths. Alison’s frosting — her own combo of cream cheese and whipped cream — was worthy of a gold medal.