I regretted not licking every beater of chocolate buttercream that had ever crossed my path when I worked at a bakery in high school. I needed a piece of chocolate cake so badly that I began to regret every cupcake shop I’d ever walked past and not gone in during the height of the mid-aughts cupcake craze. Except the word “wanted” doesn’t accurately describe the craving it was suddenly everything. on a day I had consumed mostly air and maybe a slice of toast because I couldn’t for the life of me imagine how food had ever tasted good, without any warning, I wanted a slice of chocolate cake with swirls of chocolate frosting and probably some sprinkles and the sprinkles, so help them, better be rainbow.
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