
Cupcake Camp Seattle was a major let down. It made me reevaluate my entire thinking on this confectionery breed. Awhile back, I did a little comic to settle the cupcake / muffin debate. To be fair, I let it end in a tie – but I was secretly pulling for cupcake. Today, at Cupcake Camp Seattle, that changed. I arrived at 12:15, to a line wrapping around the block. For those familiar with the shenanigans at Magnolia Bakery, this isn’t really so unusual or disheartening. I had a semi warm cup of coffee and good company to keep me going. As I waited for 45 minutes I got a bit of a sneak preview of those exiting with boxes of cupcakes of every size and sort imaginable. Some looked more appetizing than others. After 45 minutes, we were informed they were out of cupcakes. OUT of cupcakes!
Feeling spurned by cupcake camp and longing for a more traditional and wholesome, something sweet, we instead went to Simply Desserts. They do not screw around there, I was pleased to see no cupcakes, only row upon row of rich, layered, delicious cakes. It was then that I realized, cupcakes are truly the whores of the bakery, and I should never have been duped by their pastel frosted do’s and glittering sprinkles to begin with.
Love live cake!

It probably won’t take me long to get over this one. I live just down the street from cupcake royale, and they continue to delight every time. But 5,000 cupcakes in one room – well, that is just begging for trouble. Lesson learned.