We're Through Being Cool

Just over a year ago, my girlfriend Margaret and I went in search of awesome cupcakes in NYC. We ended up at Magnolia Bakery one afternoon where I bought my mom a cute I cupcake NY t-shirt. Fun.

I hadn’t really thought about it much again until this week. As I mentioned in my post two days ago, a local blogger is searching for the best cupcake in Rochester. Fun again!

Yesterday, my girlfriend wrote a cute yet snarky comment about cupcakes becoming the “it” dessert on her FB page. Cupcakes again? I defended the otherwise helpless cupcakes and jokingly stated that I didn’t realize they were the “it” dessert until recently.

In response, one of her friends wrote: The cupcake has been the “it” dessert for awhile now, and its “itness” is fading.

OMG. Has it come to this?

Instead of dealing with obnoxious emo-cutting-edge-music-mega-dumbass comments like “I listened to Chali 2na way before they were played on air” or “I discovered so-and-so before they even had a recording contract,” we now have to contend with hipsters claiming that cupcakes are on their way out after, I'm guessing, a hundred plus years? What’s next: that bacon is also so last year?

They’re only cupcakes people. Cupcakes. If loving them is wrong, I don’t wanna be right.

Señor uber-trendy can go have his pain perdu (i.e., French toast for elitists) or perhaps some vegan, artisan chocolates. I’ll have my lard-laden cupcakes with sprinkles, thanks.

The Great Cupcake Chase

I agreed to bring cupcakes to my small group tonight to celebrate a girlfriend's birthday. Not at all my suggestion; however, with Karley at Chic and Green roaming our little city in search of the best(est) cupcake ever, the craving for cupcakes has definitely been haunting me for days.

Stop #1 last night on the way back to work for a client: Sugar Mountain Bake Shoppe. D'oh! Ye olde shoppe sadly closed on Monday.

Stop #2 this a.m. after coffee with a client: Dolce Cupcakery. D'oh! Not open until 10:00 a.m. Not quite as sad as my mom bought a big box of these for my birthday last December and they were dry as a bone. Decidedly gorgeous but not the moist, sweet life, taste explosion one would hope for in a shop that specializes in cupcakes. And it's hard to frame cupcakes.

Stop #3 at noon today: Goodness Cakes. D'oh! Closed on Tuesday.

Call #1 (finally thinking ahead for obvious reasons): The Little Bakery. D'oh! I kid you not when I tell you, the woman over the phone just said, "We have never run out of cupcakes before but a man just came in and bought 50." I asked, "Any idea where he was going?" and she laughed. "You planning to chase him down?" Maybe . . .

Finally, through calls #2 and #3, I found the elusive cupcake hiding places:  The Baker Street Bakery (which is actually windin' your way down on Park Ave.) and Leo's Bakery. Since both close at 6:00 p.m., Baker Street it is. Proximity is key.

I'm leaving (for) there too soon, leaving there too soon. 

Burgers & Cupcakes

Is that not a fun and compelling restaurant name? I want to go RIGHT NOW! Anyone? What a perfect combo beaten only by . . . wait. Nothing! If I lived in NYC, I think I would eat there nightly.