So irony rears its sweet head. After a little exchange on my blog about red velvet, I end up at my wife’s friend’s cupcake shop, Dot’s, in Pasadena, www.dotscupcakes.com and the best picture of the lot has a big Red Velvet sign on it . . . and my one year old Nicholas being spirited around the shop by the owner, Hyo.
We stopped by to pick up dessert for my mom’s square dancing gang. She wanted something special to thank all the wives for lending her their husbands to teach her how to dance. She not only ordered two dozen for their post-dance dessert, but she went ahead and gave out a four-pack of minis to each couple as a thank you gift . . . what a sweetie.
Let’s see, we left with such wonderful flavors as mint-chip, maple-bacon, apple pie, fleur de sel, chocolate toffee, strawberry shortcake . . . but no red velvet . . . commenter marlync.
Thanks Hyo for the wonderful treats . . . now my mom’s dance gang is worried that their desserts simply aren’t up to scratch . . .
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