Our end-of-the-day trip took us by “Sprinkles Cupcakes” on our way home.
By late afternoon, some of the shelves were almost empty, but there were a few cupcakes waiting for us to take them home.
We entered through the tall glass doors. The cupcakes were so pretty! As I focused on the beautiful cupcakes, I heard someone say, “The Red Velvet is our best seller.” “Well, if The Red Velvet was their best seller, then I had to have one. I took home two, one for me and one for Cameron. What a treat!
John bought their Peanut Butter cupcake and let me try a tiny piece; it was like someone took the best peanuts, then turned them into peanut butter and sweet frosting. So good to eat and so bad for you… I tried and tried to shut down the voices in my head that kept saying, “Don’t eat it. You shouldn’t.” But the sheer decadent pleasure was worth every nibble!
A few weeks later, we decided to finally pay a visit to “Sweet Republic Artisan Ice Cream.” Why? Because lately, everywhere we went we saw or read the fabulous reviews. I mean, Alton Brown couldn’t be exaggerating when he said that the best ice cream he ever ate was from Sweet Republic. They’ve also garnered rave reviews from Bon Appetit’s “10 Top Ice Shops,” Sunset Magazine, USA Today, and at least a dozen more publications.
Well, I’m happy to report that that was not our only visit. A few days later, we were back for more. The first time we played it safe with a Salted Butter Caramel milkshake for John and a plain Madagascar Vanilla with a drizzle of chocolate fudge for me, and we took home the most tasty and delicious bacon brittle. The second time we had the Super duper scrumptious Toffee Banofi. If there’s such a thing as a “ice cream addict,” I need serious intervention. Because it seems like no one can keep us from going back.
Yes, it is that good!
