And although I admire the fashion-conscious set throwing “caloric caution to the wind,” I wonder if the choice of foodstuff doesn’t infantilize late night partying. On the other hand, when Sex & The City 3: The Depends Years starts filming in 2020, Carrie and the girls will know exactly where to relive their glory days.

Billy Gray, Guest of a Guest’s “Is Mixing Cupcakes and Cocktails the worst idea in nightlife history?” A scathing review of Rivington Street’s Red Velvet Lounge definitely worth a read – will induce bitter chuckling.

The Most PC Cupcake You Will Ever Eat

Organic, made with real fruit, served in a biodegradable cup, and sold in a solar powered cart! It is practically a vote for Al Gore with frosting on it. These virtuous cupcakes  will soon be available at a cupcake cart outside the Metropolitan Museum of Art here in NYC.  The cart is supposed to generate about a hundred thousand dollars a year for NYC—presumably more than the hot dog carts that were kicked out to make way for it.

This is part of the city’s plan to offer “healthy options.” Because really, what is healthier than a cupcake? Maybe Bloomberg will make Cake & Shake post the nutritional information on the “Heaven Split,” which is a banana cupcake with chocolate hazelnut mousse and caramel frosting.

I can’t wait to see Jenny Humphrey not eat one.


Cupcakes and Gender Essentialism

I feel really bad that until now I didn’t realize men are afraid to eat cupcakes for fear of appearing girly. Poor men! Sure, they make more money than women, but what good is privilege if you can’t have a cupcake with it?

Thankfully, Butch Bakery is here to help. There is no risk of pastry feminization when you are snacking on cupcake flavors like Jackhammer, Driller, or Beer Run. Honestly, I’m kind of in awe at how they’ve made good on their promise to “stay far away from the cliché.” Nothing says “manly” and “not clichéd” like a Home Run cupcake, described as “more fun than getting to third base.” BTW, the Home Run contains: bacon. Which is also not a cliché.

Why not go all the way, Butch Bakery? There you are at third base, when you could have hit it out of the park and called them mancakes. It’s so obvious that the “cup” in “cupcakes” refers to bra size and we all know only ladies wear bras. I’ve lost faith in your entire enterprise at this point.

Also, what the hell are trans folks supposed to do? WHERE ARE THEIR CUPCAKES/MANCAKES—TRANSCAKES?


PS My favorite part of the website is where they say they cannot guarantee their products are nut free.