There was one of those news feed things on my computer that told me so.
The new thing, the current thing, the more popular thing is...
And cake balls on a stick.
I just don't see the allure.
Smooshing cake up into a ball with fattening stuff and then dipping them in chocolate and/or frosting.
I do see the allure.
A little bit.
But somehow going to the "Cake Ball Cafe" does not have the same appeal as the "Cupcake Cafe".
Am I right?
Then there is the side of me that is still 10 years old and wants to giggle at the whole idea of cake having ...ummmm... well... you know.
Cupcakes have such a cozy, innocent feeling.
Cake Balls...ummm... not so much!
Why can't people just leave stuff alone? Soon society will start ridiculing cupcake eaters. They will taunt us with sayings like, "You're a loser. You don't have any (cake) balls."
Am I right?
Sadly, I think I am.
So I have decided to stay in 2010.
Sure, it was a lousy year...sickness, pestilence, plague, persecution, poverty... (sorry, I got stuck in P-alliteration and couldn't stop!)
...but at least I had the comfort of cupcakes.
Now. A year with only cake balls to sustain me sounds like a grim and dreary obstacle.
You will be getting a spam .... ummm.... I mean e-mail petition from me soon regarding stopping this insidious undermining of one of the great comfort foods of all times.
Please, sign it and forward it to your Congressman. Or Senator. Or one of those people that can outlaw Cake Balls in your state.
Until I know cupcakes are safe, though, I'm digging my heels in and not starting 2011.
Feel free to join me if you wish.