It's been an odd few days. On Valentine's Day, it snowed (kind of ironic?) and I have classes. Why?! It's bad enough that it snowed and rained ice pellets that literally blows in your face since it was so windy. But still, I have to schlep my behind to the city and be in school. Grrr... Sorry...I want to vent. Well, on Valentine's Day during my lunch hour, I walked over to the Time Warner Building and went to Whole Foods for some of their soup and a salad. Oddly enough, the lines were still awfully long during the lunch hour, it looks like the snow never happened. Since those foods don't look so gloriously amazing, I'm not going to write
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New York is brimming with famous bakeries, some deserving of their fame, and others, not so much. While I won't go into names right now, I wanted to tell you all of a cute little place called Black Hound Bakery. As I said, it's not on the the "buzz" radar so you more than likely haven't heard of it but I'm convinced that in a blind taste it could certainly hold its own against, if not outright beat the pants off, the more famous competition. I found it just by chance a few years ago while walking in the East Village. What drew me in were the equisite looking miniature cakes in the window.
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What good is a glass bottle if I can’t break it and use it as a shiv to stab some guy messing with my woman or when my bitches ain’t payin’ me my money? Also, forget about christening a ship with it.
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David Lebovitz knows what he's talking about. Perhaps if I could get all the people who are not so happy with America to come on down and sample the sugary grain product-alicious bakery world of NYC, they'd be happier. Or fatter. Or both. Or maybe they'd get angry for getting fat and hate America for it's tendency to make everything fat, from people to pigeons. Hm.
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I've been sick for the past two days, yet that hasn't made even the smallest dent in my fooding habits. My eating has actually became less healthy. No, I'm not trying to destroy my body--I just really love to eat baked things. Damn conniving bundles of wheat and fat and sugar and sinful deliciousness and--
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Whenever I visit my grandmother, I bring her a cake or a pie. She knows her Upper East Side neighborhood inside and out, so I like to surprise her with treats from foreign lands below 59th Street. Lately I've been delighting her with goodies from the excellent Black Hound Bakery.
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