Cupcakes are my absolute favorite! When my sister-in-law, Clare, asked us to pick some up from
Georgetown Cupcake on our way back to their home one evening, we did not hesitate to head over to Potomac & M Streets for the sweet designer treats.
Clare, my brother and their son have their favorite flavors and Cory & I would quickly find our favorites too. But first, we had to get through the queue that had steadily formed along Potomac Street and snaked along the sidewalk. Can you see Cory standing toward the back of the line? Well, it is well worth the wait!
Once we were inside, the menu board listed the day's flavors. What a delicacy! Truly a taste of heaven. The cupcakery was the genius idea of
two sisters who left other careers to open the doors of Georgetown Cupcake. Special thanks to their grandmothers who served as the inspiration for this
Georgetown gem.
We had a dozen goodies boxed up to take with us. As much as I wanted to nosh on one as we drove to my family's house, we kept the box in tact.
I may as well have eaten one, though, because a couple of them began to melt a bit by the time we made it to their home. That's what we get for taking a shopping detour up
Wisconsin & M! Their website will show you other masterpieces sans melted icing! The next time I will remember to get a baker's dozen and no one will know that I ate one before they have the chance to eat one too ;)
Georgetown Cupcake is a definite must while strolling through G-town.
The Art Institute of Chicago opened The Modern Wing this weekend featuring some very interesting pieces. The first room that art lovers are introduced to is a rather large one with bags of cat litter placed against each wall. The second room has pieces of hard candy poured into the corner on the floor and people are asked to take a piece and eat it. No, it is not a Jonestown memoir, but it was interesting to see people flocking to the corner to grab the candy, not knowing where it came from.
We then followed one another into a dark room with a giant video playing on the wall of a clown sitting on a commode while sounds of bodily functions played on an audio reel. The photos of that I have included are what I deem appropriate enough to appear on my blog. I think there should have been a warning label for some of the art on display because it was graphic and extreme. Again I point out-a clown who makes his private business public!
Before I sound too judgmental, let me begin by saying that I come from a long line of artists, which is a talent that has also been passed to my niece and nephews, so I can appreciate art across the spectrum. My mother studied under Heinz Trokes in Germany (all of the classes were taught in German). I love all types of art, but some of the artwork in the current exhibit left me scratching my head-and not in a positive way. Others were inspiring & thought provoking, as good art should. We did have a lot of fun, though, with an oversized box of tissues, a giant dress and a few sculptures and paintings. In case you are wondering, I decided not to take any photos of the clown & his "business"...it was a bit too gauche for me.
