Cupcake Throwdown

It’s that time of year, a cupcake whore’s fantasy. especially mine. Cupcake Throwdown held this year Fortune Sound Club in Chinatown.
I am always baking new cupcakes each week, inventing flavors and even published a few books under my name in the past few years. My kitchen is decorated in cupcakes (knick knacks) and even my fleece PJ’s have cupcakes on them. Fridays are always cupcake day at work as a fresh and innovative batch is baked for my coworkers. I even have a Facebook photo album dedicated to cupcakes alone.
I’m a hobby baker, however, it’s nice to come to these kind of events and see people on a professional and amateur level take it to the next step. I admired everyone for just having a table out there. A lot of work went into all the baking and sampling of the contestants.
Let’s also give a shout out to the peeps whom put this event together as a lot of planning, love and I am sure heartache of the good kind went into this. My hats off to you as Vancouver needs more events for this.
I forgot my camera at home, however, there were plenty of pictures taken of the evening that will pop up in one way or another. Considering that I was operating with a broken thumb, leaving the camera at home was a blessing in disguise. Many thanks to the sweet bakers whom helped me unwrap the mini cupcakes so that I didn’t have to down it like a shot glass like a bar star. You can’t judge a cupcake when you’re mostly tasting paper.
I arrived slightly early before opened to the public so that I could dedicate the much deserved independent media coverage in e-​blog and in print (especially from the perspective of a cupcake whore).
It was good to see some familiar faces from other baking events around town as well as some newbies whom share the same passion as I.
Right at 7 pm the placed filled to max capacity within minutes leaving little elbow and socializing room with the bakers. Perhaps a bigger venue next time or make it a two day event? Cupcakes are the new pink in the city, therefore, the large enthusiasm didn’t surprise me at all.
I had a hard time judging the cupcakes ’cause to me food is culinary art. I generally find it unfair to judge art, especially of different mediums and influences. This is the same reason why I can’t watch the Oscars and Grammy’s with serious merit of achievement. With that said, a vote had to be made by yours truly. I’m keeping my votes a secret, however, note that it was the most difficult competition that I judged since everyone brought something unique to the plate (or cupcake liner in this case).
The samples were mini, however, that didn’t nothing from preventing the sugar hangover the next morning. Painful, however, joyous at the same time as cupcakes are my drug.
The only thing missing from the event is more accessible garbage cans. My pocket was filled with cupcake liners that the neighborhood cat followed me all the way home in the rain last night.