After months of anticipation, I finally made my way to Beverly Hills
for a Sprinkles cupcake. I heard Oprah had recently featured it on her show and
soon after, wouldntyaknow, women flocked to the store en masse. Not
that I'm an Oprah groupie but I'm always intrigued when a store can
get away with charging $3.25 for a single cupcake.
I've had cupcakes at the famous Magnolia Bakery
in New York and was truthfully unimpressed. The frosting was way too
heavy and tasted no different from any other supermarket bought
one. Sprinkles wouldn't be any different, I thought. So I was
completely caught off guard when I took a bite into the ginger lemon
cupcake, shown above, and actually liked it. No, loved it. I normally
hate heavily frosted desserts, but it redeems itself with a kick of
fine bits of real lemon and ginger. In general, it's sorta like sinking
your teeth into a perfectly marbled piece of meat, fatty as hell but oh
so juicy. I've actually never enjoyed fatty meat but I think I know now
why people drool over them.
