So, yesterday on National Cupcake Day, I finally experienced that elusive Canadian maple cupcake that I’d been trying to get my hands on for quite some time. Unlike the bacon maple donut I referenced in my previous post which I said offended me, this Canadian maple cupcake took it one step further and just pissed me off. After just one bite, it left me asking “Why? WHY? WHYYYYYY?” But, I stopped asking that because obviously, the cupcake couldn’t hear or answer me, and I was no where near the cupcakery to ask the baker. So, unfortunately, there will be no pic of this train wreck of a cupcake; I’m full of complaints. L
But, before I
start bashing, I have to mention the positives. The counter attendants were
warm and friendly (as always) and treated all of their customers like old
friends. The sight of the display cases
filled with various flavors of gorgeously adorned, tasty little cakes couldn’t
help but make me smile. And even though I’d bought those cupcakes (I picked up
extras for others to try) myself, the cute little box they packed them in made
me feel like someone had just surprised me with a gift. Finally, the amazing aroma of maple syrup
wafting out of the box on the ride home had me tempted to try licking the air
to see if I could taste it.
Now, here comes the negative part. I was grossly disappointed with this Canadian maple bacon cupcake. I’m
shocked that a place that has so many extraordinary delights could have served
up such an epic failure of a cupcake like this one. I think the devil’s wife might have snuck
into the kitchen and whipped these bad boys up while the regular baker wasn’t
looking. Here are a few of my
complaints:
1.
Why so much frosting? Frosting
in general is primarily sugar; maple syrup was added to this one. On what planet does it seem like a good idea
to pipe 1 ¼ inches to 2 inches of frosting on top of a cupcake? If you’re going to make frosting that sweet,
a smear will do. After recovering from
near hyperglycemic shock, I almost felt I should call a dentist to see if the frosting
caused cavities to form in my teeth.
2. Suey!
Where’s the bacon? Diced bacon was
invitingly sprinkled on top of the frosting.
So, why couldn’t I taste it? It
certainly looked and smelled like bacon. It just didn’t have any taste, and to
add insult to injury, it was limp. Who
wants limp bacon?!? That's just cruel.
3.
Don’t fake the cake! The
description claimed that the cake itself was Canadian maple bacon. Somehow, that translated into a heavy,
flavorless, white cake speckled with pretty, little, pink things moonlighting
as bacon. The cake had somewhat of a greasy quality to it that I’m assuming
came from the pink things. Strangely
enough the grease had no taste either.
4.
Balance the flavors. Sweet
and salty go hand-in-hand when balanced correctly. This cupcake was obscenely, cloyingly
sweet. Because the bacon was so flavorless,
there was nothing there to help balance out the sweetness…not that any dessert
should EVER be that sweet. I almost
sprinkled a little sea salt on top of it to see if that would help salvage it.
There is so much
more I could say about this cupcake, but I guess I’ll hold back. I’d really love to hear what some of you who
I know tried this cupcake today have to say about it. But, keep in mind that since I had such snarky
comments, I PURPOSELY am not mentioning the name of this cupcakery, and ask
that you follow suit so I can avoid a possible law suit in the event they feel it's slander. LOL All joking aside,
they do fine work…just not with this particular cupcake.
I hope anyone else who might have celebrated National Cupcake Day enjoyed their cakes immensely. J But, since I’ve experienced this disaster of
a cupcake, I’m going to go ahead and finish out the work week with what I'm anticipating will be an equally dissatisfying dessert. LOL Tomorrow I’ll be sampling
an old, English classic: spotted dick.
Yeah, I don’t have high hopes for this one at all.
Oleda, I totally agree with your assessment of the cupcake you so graciously brought in for us to sample. As soon as I stepped out of my office, I was hit with an overwhelming smell of maple syrup. I was hoping someone was whipping up a batch of pancakes for us. Unfortunately, it was just that mistake of a cupcake. I, too am all for bacon...but on a cupcake? I was hesitant. But SOMEONE kept calling me a chicken, so I dared it and tried it. I thought to myself, I have liked every other flavor of cupcake from this wonderful little place, so this one has to be good, right. WRONG!!!! I would need a dictionary to write as big of words as you did, so I'll just say this...it was nasty. At least we finally got to try it though. One last question: What is the world is a spotted dick? I never knew there was such a delicacy as a spotted dick.
ReplyDeleteOleda, there is nothing so disappointing as a long awaited anticipation! All the other cupcakes you've brought home have been very tasty. I wonder how they managed to create one that absolutely just didn't work at all to please my taste buds. It was, to put it mildly, simply disqusting. Better luck next time!
ReplyDeletelexnleismama, I can't imagine who that SOMEONE was that was calling you chicken. You'll have to introduce me to this person. He-He-HE. You were such a good sport and you're totally right! It was nasty. Like you said, we can say we tried it, and can cross it off of the list of cupcake flavors we want to try.
ReplyDeleteSpotted dick is an English, steamed, sponge pudding often served with a custard sauce on top. According to our good friends across the pond, it's supposed to be delicious! But, then again the Brits aren't exactly known for their great culinary history. LOL I'm going to have some later today. I'm praying to God that it's not worse than that cupcake. I'll be blogging all about it after I taste it. You may even want to try it. :-)
Oh, yes. The anticipation over this cupcake was so great. What a let down! My taste buds are STILL angry with me for subjecting them to that mess of a cupcake. LOL Better luck next time indeed!
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