This was another tiny shop that we managed to squeeze ourselves into, the Magnolia Bakery. It was sort of like the soup nazi. You get corraled in through the door, over to trays of pastel colored cupcakes and then over to the register to pay.
Tina clung to one of the two tables as I seized our sugary treats. I thought the cupcakes were wonderful and am thinking about getting their cookbook in an effort to replicate the little suckers.
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