I've been a very very bad blogger. Here I am posting about my inaugural experience with the whole "Cake Man" Cakeville phenomenon in Fort Greene and I've obviously stolen the above picture. I mean, that is CLEARLY not my thumb.
To make matters worse, while we did try the above red velvet/cream cheese icing flavor, it was a bright green Coconut Cake (the color of toxic venom!) with white icing that rocked my world.
But I didn't take a picture. Because I'm lazy. And because sometimes I have impulse control: Eat first. Think later. You would too, if you tasted this stuff.
If you haven't been or aren't aware of this whole sitch, basically this is an amazing cake-specific bakery — the kind of place where they remain open daily until they run out of cake (and they usually do) and where slices weigh more than a small guinea pig.
Back in the day at my elementary school's Spring Fair, I used to always participate in the "Cake Walk" to get a free cake. For hours upon hours, I would buy tickets and walk in circles until the music stopped, just hoping to feel the elation of winning. I never did. Tragic story, I know.
That's the good news about being an adult and about the existence of "Cake Man." Sometimes money does buy (at least culinary) happiness.
xo – N.