I decided I was finally an adult the day I realized that I could eat cupcakes for dinner. And not just any cupcakes, but the best red velvet cupcakes in New York City, or anywhere else as far as I’m concerned, from Two Little Red Hens.
Working long hours and late nights in financial services meant that meals were pushed off entirely, or relegated to a quick snack to be shoveled in mercilessly between spreadsheet updates. On one especially arduous evening, I forewent dinner, in hopes of getting home earlier. Weary, but back uptown I passed Two Little Red Hens and decided that tonight, I would sup on cupcakes.
After all, I had a job, two degrees, and I paid my rent on time. One bite into a sumptuous red velvet cupcake, and the day’s events washed away. For a brief moment, all was right with the world. I knew, in that moment, that a cupcake can indeed be therapy. A cupcake can indeed make the world a better place.Read More