Monday, October 27, 2003

Man, if I ever decide to get married (and I'm hoping that's never), I'd want a gigantic carrot cake covered in warm, gooey, cream cheese icing. Mmm ... sweet, delectable, carrot cake. How I adore you.

Why not eat one now, you ask? Well, who's ever heard of giant non-wedding-associated sweet baked goods? That's just crazy talk.

But I tell ya, of all the carrot cakes I've ever had in my life, the coffee shop inside London's St. Paul's Cathedral makes it the best. For £2.50, you too can have a large slice of heaven smothered in sin.

*Mmm ... carnie fried donuts.

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