Today I fell in love. (When you read this, honey, know that you are my first love, and I will always love you. But you're going to need to accept my newest love...)
A cupcake shop opened up down the street from our house... it's on my running route. Once again, the running gods have answered my prayers. The first time I saw it two weeks ago, I almost fell over. I was in the zone running, and then I felt a gravitational pull towards the shop window. I stopped and stared. A case full of gorgeous iced cupcakes glowed while calling my name. I tore myself away from the pull, knowing that controlling myself around cupcakes is impossible.
But today, when I ran past the shop (sweaty, disgusting, ready to keel over), a woman was walking out. With a deliriously happy smile stretched across her face, she said, "It looks like you earned yourself a cupcake". I took this as a sign.
Once I finished my 9 miles, Dave fed me (which was amazing, honey. Before the cupcakes, I had planned to blog about your awesomeness. A Philly Cheese Steak Omelette is something to behold, but a homemade cupcake... ). I took an ice bath which felt amazing on my legs, showered, and got ready for cupcakes. When I walked out of my room, Pickle said, "Mommy, you're all dressed up". That's right. I got dressed up for cupcakes. I take them seriously; I want to feel sweet and dainty while I eat a cupcake. What's so wrong with that?
When Pickle and I got to the shop, Icedgems, the owner and her daughter waited on us (I totally forgot to get their names; I was too giddy over cupcakes). The shop itself is adorable.
Pink Polka on white walls, with little cafe tables. It's a perfect place for a little Mommy and Pickle time every week. That's right, every week. If I'm going to run, I want a cupcake every weekend.
Anyway, the spread of flavors was perfect-- there were traditional flavors, but also Peanut Butter and Jelly, Peanut Butter and Chocolate, Rocky Road, a chocolate cherry flavor (I forgot the name in my cupcake induced stupor), KitKat, and my choice today, S'Mores. Pickle had a Vanilla with Vanilla Buttercream frosting. As soon as I took my first bite, I was in heaven. Pickle was pretty happy, too.
I talked with the owner for a while. She was so nice, exactly the way I'd imagine a person who makes cupcakes all day. She told me they use all organic milk and eggs from local farms. So while I may be eating a lot of calories, at least I'm eating good and natural ingredients. I was pretty proud of myself; I limited myself to one cupcake. Don't look at me that way. What, you don't believe me? Okay, so I helped Dylan, but he wasn't eating his. I only took a few bites to get him more interested in his (truth be told, he was doing just fine. I just wanted to try it. It was the most delish vanilla cupcake I've ever eaten).
They also make cupcakes (and cakes) for parties. Pickle's birthday is coming up in November, and I see cupcakes in my... I mean, his future. And they have a cupcake truck... I'm hoping and praying that the running gods will answer yet another prayer for me and the truck will be sitting at the end of the finish line at the Baltimore Running Festival. What more could 12,000 runners want?
I've decided it's time to buy one of those "Will Run for Cupcakes" necklaces I've been seeing on other blogs. Yup, I'm going to have to run off a lot of calories with IcedGems down the street. :) If you live in the Baltimore area, you need to make your way to 213 Main Street in Reisterstown. Or, check out their Facebook page if you live in Maryland. The IcedGems cupcake truck makes its way all over.