Few slices of cake are worthy of their own blog post. But the carrot cake at the Aulac Big Stop, New Brunswick, deserves the Nobel prize for decadence. You like it a lot.
For the record, I have no idea what cream cheese icing is. Whenever you tell someone you had carrot cake, or know where you can get carrot cake, or have a guy who flies carrot cake in from Colombia, some fuckin' jerk will ask you if it has cream cheese icing. I don't know if the Big Stop restaurant's carrot cake has cream cheese icing or not. It has icing, tons of it, and it tastes fantastic.
Carrot cake isn't even my favorite cake. I'm a chocolate guy myself. But there is no piece of cake better than the half-eaten slice I have sitting in my kitchen at this moment. Hell, I'd sell your soul for a slice.
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