My main thought is generally that I want to give up my job and open a little bakery. But it’s a fantasy which exists in a world where bakeries easily make a profit, where I can spend all day making delicious cake and talking to interesting customers, and where there is no paperwork or annoyances.
So in the meantime I just like occasionally visiting the sort of bakery I would have if that world ever really existed.
Magnolia bakery was one of those sorts of places.
We both ordered a slice of cake, and for one triple the size we were expecting. We would have shared except Tom really wanted the ‘PB&J’ cake and I hate peanut butter. He said it’s the best peanut butter cake ever. I’m not upset. No.
You’ll not be surprised we left with boxes full of 2/3 of the cake we bought…