This eve I’m meeting a couple friends at Sweet Revenge, one of the cutest and tastiest cupcake cafes in manhattan. They do cupcake and wine/beer pairings at reasonable prices, plus the owner – a woman named Marlo, is very present in the shop, which makes me feel good about spending my money here.
Contemplating the menu, I’m tempted to go for my standby favorite- the “pure” cupcake, a simple vanilla and buttercream cupcake that reminds me of the ones my mom used to make from scratch. That’s the problem I have with most cupcake places here, (and quite a few restaurants in general) – they just don’t serve anything that tastes better than what I could cook At home. Or, in the case of baked goods, they just taste like they’re from a store. I guess I’m lucky, my mom is a hell of a baker.
Not so at sweet revenge, so I might be adventurous tonight and try a different cupcake. 🙂
(Edit: In the end I had two: one pure cupcake, and one zingy, lime-flavored bird of paradise. YUM.)
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