I imagine that title is a pretty accurate simile to describe your love for someone. But based on our research tonight, almost everyone loves cake.
We had some leftover, delicious cake at our little party at La Cita tonight and thought we'd offer it to strangers. The denial rate on the back patio chock-full of hipster/Rock-A-Billy clientele was pretty astonishing. But the with-out-a-doubt, eye-widening acceptance of free cake inside the bar was pretty great.
I never realized how much fun giving out free cake could be.
Next mission: Homemade T-shirts that say -- Hipsters Don't Like Cake. And show up at a random bar with free cake. Take notes.
I'll report back.