As some of you know I’m a total sucker for baked goods and like everything else I’m a complete snob about my desserts.  For a town with so many bakeries, frankly the majority of them blow. Bland, boring and poorly executed is pretty much the norm at these places.  Now, let me go out on a limb here and say that I have no place to talk.  I can’t bake, really, don’t even attempt to have me help make cookies.  Thankfully a couple bakeries have recently opened up and are firing on all cylinders.  Don’t expect any reviews, not my game.

You can pretty easily figure out where I got this monstrosity called a Malted Pretzel Cupcake. Don’t know if they make them all the time, its the first time I’ve seen them.  All I can say is F#$K!! There are no descriptives to describe the combination of all my favorite things on top of a spongy cake, pretzels, salt and butter.  Don’t be surprised if I wind up dead with two of these pastries on my person, one half eaten in my mouth the other shoved down my pants.  Too much? I think not.