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Sweet Magnolia

If you've ever spent any time in NYC, you know what I'm talking about here. The most wonderful bakery in probably the entire universe. Specializing in cupcakes, though strong in the cakes and other sweet treats arena.

Between meetings, late one afternoon, Erin and I decided we needed a little boost, and what do you know, right around the corner from the Time Warner building (where we'd experienced a signin process that rivaled the best airport security I've encountered, complete with the bag search/scan...), there was a Magnolia Bakery.

It was kismet.

Our choice? Red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. And a milk. Because really, that or a big coffee are the only way to wash the creamy red velvet yumminess down in our humble opins.

Red velvet cupcakes. Picture from Food Network.com


We chose to indulge in said cupcakes in Rockefeller Center. By the fountain, which, at that moment, was full of cranberries and Ocean Spray workers dressed in chest waders hawking the benefits of cranberries....The ice rink is already up and running, and a Zamboni was grooming the ice as we meandered by.

It was surreal in a NY kind of way.

People watching in Rockefeller Center? Unbelievable. International. A veritable who's who in the broadcasting community if you sit there long enough, I'm told. An endless parade of colorfully dressed people on the way to something important.

At least that was the story we crafted.

The cupcakes? Unbelievably moist and delicious.

Amazing stop, incredible venue, great springboard for the next meeting.

Great idea Erin! Thanks!

Comments

  1. Sounds lovely - delicious and relaxing and fun! I wish you'd taken a picture of the fountain full of cranberries! I used to have a friend who grew up in NJ, and he said they would swim in the cranberry bogs. I love that idea, don't exactly know why.

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  2. I have to work on the whole picture thing. It's on my list. The idea of swimming with all those cranberries floating around is kind of cool...

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