So, today I happened to find myself in Beverly Hills, in the vicinity of Los Angeles’ two warring cupcake bakeries, Sprinkles and Crumbs, which means that, clearly, I was obligated to have a cupcake for lunch. (Please note that I do not normally hang out in the neighbourhood of the rich and silicone-enhanced, but it was time for my most dearest, darling, beloved pair of shoes to go in for their annual tune-up, and I will not trust my most dearest, darling, beloved pair of shoes to just anyone, so I went to this funny little place in Beverly Hills that got really good reviews on Yelp, and, rumour has it, is where Gucci takes things for repairs, and hopefully in a week, my marvelous darlings will be shiny and brand new. And again I say: THIS is why it is important to spend money on your shoes. Because a good quality pair of shoes is an investment, and they can be taken to a competent cobbler for re-soling, repairs, etc. I’ve had these shoes for a year, and they still look fantastic, because I take care of them and clean them regularly, but the soles have started to wear and the linings are starting to come unattached, so it’s time for a visit to the shoe doctor. And I anticipate that this visit will cost, like, $20, and it will be like I have purchased a new pair of shoes. You couldn’t do this with some disposable pair of shoes that cost $30 at Payless and were made by Malaysian toddlers. Also – try tottering around all day in a pair of cheapo heels and let me know how your toes are feeling at the end of the day. I could wear mine mountain climbing, I swear to god.)
Anyhow. Cupcakes.
Crumbs vs. Sprinkles? Let’s face it – a cupcake is a cupcake and thus will probably always be good. As one who is an habitual baker of cupcakes, I feel the need, however, to weigh in. For me, Crumbs wins, mostly for practical considerations: namely, I have never been able to taste a Sprinkles cupcake because there is always a fucking lineup all the way down the fucking block, and if I walk a block and a half East, voila! I am at Crumbs where there is no lineup whatsoever. So, unless Sprinkles suddenly becomes hugely unpopular, I will eat cupcakes at the shop that has less business, and therefore slightly more indie cred.
Ok! Now I am going to go take a picture of an X-Files billboard by moonlight! Oh, the things I do for love.