Yesterday, Russ was off from work, so we decided to take little man H to South Boston, and our Atlantic Coast beach (2 big blocks over from our place). We loved it there. The Marina was loaded with huge yauchts, and lovely restaurants & shops. I practiced photography with the beautiful seascapes and open water shot of Boston across the Bay. This is like a vaca dream everyday. We had an ice cream cone. Russell loved his, I'm pretty sure. He was doing that awkward ice cream cone dance with your tongue, you know, where you have to keep licking or it is going all over you? Yep, he was doing that. I told him he sounded like Toby eating. He was not as entertained and me and H. Too funny though.
The REAL reason we were going to South Beantown is because I have an enormously, yet somewhat controllable craving for CUPCAKES! Yes, cupcakes, any kind, any amount of cash, any icing, I love them all. In Bev Hills, where we once lived (tear) my favorite cupcake bakery resided, "Sprinkles." Almost every time we went to Rodeo, ok EVERY TIME we went to Rodeo, we would grab some. The infamous Black and White still has my heart. I recruited many new lovers to the dessert while living there, and they are very grateful now. Everytime a friend had a birthday, guess what I would bring??? The funny thing is that they are 5 bucks a pop! I know, I know, rediculous, but oh how delicious!
So, Mom is now working for a lawfirm, in which some of the attorneys are Harvard Alum. If you didn't know, Harvard is the oldest University in our country. Pretty cool. When she told them I was moving to Boston, they wanted me to try "Flour," a bakery. (Woohoo!!) So Yesterday we went, well, I personally went to find this place. It's no LA, but hopefully they can work an oven.
So the journey began. If any one of you have ever lived in a MAJOR city (there is not one in Louisiana) you would know that when a navigational system tells you something is 5 minutes away, it really means an hour and a half. So, five minutes away we went. Once the traffic slowly manuevered us to the South End, we were stuck in a one-way street gymnasium for about ten minutes trying to park in a tow away/Thursday street cleaning zone. Yesterday was Thursday. When we finally got our frustrated 5 month-old out of his car seat to then holster him into his five-point harness of a stroller, we were ready to find a stinkin' cupcake. Ya know?
The streets were like a clean vision of Sex and the City, and immediatley we found a home for sale so we could call and see what the going rate in this wonderful housing market would be...not too shabby, 450, 000. (We do this in every city we live in). Back to reality, we went on to Flour. Every building was maroon brick, and had beautiful, strategically placed iron-rod window coverings and window flowerboxes. I WANT ONE! It was gorgeous! Here we come to the main road, Washington, where I could only dream of my cupcake patiently waiting in it's glass case, overflowing with buttercream icing. I'm coming little one, I'm coming!
The stupid place was closed. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???
Off we drove into the five o'clock Boston traffic. Gotta love the city.
Another story for the novel.
The REAL reason we were going to South Beantown is because I have an enormously, yet somewhat controllable craving for CUPCAKES! Yes, cupcakes, any kind, any amount of cash, any icing, I love them all. In Bev Hills, where we once lived (tear) my favorite cupcake bakery resided, "Sprinkles." Almost every time we went to Rodeo, ok EVERY TIME we went to Rodeo, we would grab some. The infamous Black and White still has my heart. I recruited many new lovers to the dessert while living there, and they are very grateful now. Everytime a friend had a birthday, guess what I would bring??? The funny thing is that they are 5 bucks a pop! I know, I know, rediculous, but oh how delicious!
So, Mom is now working for a lawfirm, in which some of the attorneys are Harvard Alum. If you didn't know, Harvard is the oldest University in our country. Pretty cool. When she told them I was moving to Boston, they wanted me to try "Flour," a bakery. (Woohoo!!) So Yesterday we went, well, I personally went to find this place. It's no LA, but hopefully they can work an oven.
So the journey began. If any one of you have ever lived in a MAJOR city (there is not one in Louisiana) you would know that when a navigational system tells you something is 5 minutes away, it really means an hour and a half. So, five minutes away we went. Once the traffic slowly manuevered us to the South End, we were stuck in a one-way street gymnasium for about ten minutes trying to park in a tow away/Thursday street cleaning zone. Yesterday was Thursday. When we finally got our frustrated 5 month-old out of his car seat to then holster him into his five-point harness of a stroller, we were ready to find a stinkin' cupcake. Ya know?
The streets were like a clean vision of Sex and the City, and immediatley we found a home for sale so we could call and see what the going rate in this wonderful housing market would be...not too shabby, 450, 000. (We do this in every city we live in). Back to reality, we went on to Flour. Every building was maroon brick, and had beautiful, strategically placed iron-rod window coverings and window flowerboxes. I WANT ONE! It was gorgeous! Here we come to the main road, Washington, where I could only dream of my cupcake patiently waiting in it's glass case, overflowing with buttercream icing. I'm coming little one, I'm coming!
The stupid place was closed. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???
Off we drove into the five o'clock Boston traffic. Gotta love the city.
Another story for the novel.
3 comments:
Haha! I've always wanted to try a cupcake from Sprinkles. (If I ever make it to LA, that is.) Keep these blogs up, I'm loving it!
Sprinkles is the most fab of all. We will be back there in about a year and half, you should come to visit! There is one in Dallas now as well, and many other major cities. They are working on the Boston location! Yay!
Well, I will have to find it the next time I am in Dallas.
Did I tell you that someone stole our credit card info in Dallas and went on a shopping spree! Check out my blog... I'm going to write about it.
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