Oh, and I forgot to mention that we also stopped into Magnolia Bakery on Sunday on our way back to the hotel to head to the airport. I'd walked past Magnolia about four times over the weekend, always with a line, and I wasn't going to leave the city without a damn cupcake! I had no idea what to expect. The line was well managed, but the patrons were a little overzealous, I think I saw the beginnings of a cat fight. And when some took the last vanilla with vanilla icing, a riot almost started. I was afraid that these babies were going to be $7 each, so I was very happy with the reasonable price of $2 each.
I got two. One vanilla with chocolate icing and one chocolate with blue vanilla icing. I carried those darn cupcakes on the train, the cab, through security, and finally while ensconced in JFK airport, I opened the box. O was expecting angels to sing. They didn't. One for me and one for my BF. He wanted the white one, I took the chocolate with vanilla icing.
WHOA! Sweet! Sweet! Sweet! Can you get a brain freeze from something being so sweet. The cake was ok, not as moist as I like the cake to be. I did like the consistency of the icing alot, but it was just so sweet. I've had better cupcakes.
Now I can say I've been there, done that.