I like to occasionally pause and think how much, in the last ten years of living in Los Angeles, Chowhound has changed my life for the better. (For a while, it was changing my life for the better and the heavier, but now I've successfully made it just for the better.)
I have to thank Chowhounders - in this case, suebee - for directing me to such wonders as the fact that Silverlake Wine sells little foil-wrapped wonders from Cakemonkey - which are basically recreations of Hostess treats made with care, wonder, and perfection. They've got the thin waxy breaky flaky chocolate texture just right, except it tastes like good chocolate.
They are completely delightful. Every person in my little gang goes kind of crazy for them
This is all by way of saying thank you to suebee, and Chowhounders in general, since, because of y'alls tireless effort to Find Stuff, I was able to, when my girlfriend requested camping and rock climbing in Joshua Tree for her birthday, I was able to produce, under the moonlight and the starlight and the firelight of wide-open desert, produce a small backpacking tin cup (a Sierra Cup, to be exact) with a single unwrapped Cakemonkey Red Velvet Cakewich, with a single candle in it, thus allowing me to claim, at least for that one night, the title of Best Boyfriend Ever. This feat I owe to you all. Thank you.
Also: Cakemonkey's red velvet cakewich has maybe my favorite red velvet cake in town. I've been a little obsessed with red velvet lately. The only thing better is their cakewich with peanut butter cake and gorgeously custardy marshmallow fluff in the middle. It's the velveteen hammer of sheer pleasure direct to the inner hindbrain.