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A Splurge

This weekend I admit I splurged.  I just had to have it!

As I walked down the West Village cobblestone streets, with my family, strolling in and out of the trendy boutiques, admiring the store front windows, peeking in the high-end mom and pops restaurants envisioning ourselves eating there someday, meandering through a couple of my favorite side streets admiring the beautiful brownstones on Charles and Perry, yet knowing all too well, what was tempting me only one block away.  Was I trying to purposely distract myself by taking slight detours, was I trying to use the cute boutiques and cafes as deterrents?  Somehow, I’m not sure how, I don’t think I know how it happened, but I ended up face to face with it.  There it was in the window looking right at me.  It was a Magnolia cupcake!

It had been so very long.  I remembered waiting in their outside line for up to an hour, wrapped around the corner, on hot summer days or at 2am, just for a cupcake; however, for the last year sweets have been off-limits, while I worked tirelessly to lose my post-pregnancy weight.  I’m oh-so-close to reaching my goal!  I have now lost almost 50 pounds, with 5 pounds still looming over me.  Everything that has entered my mouth, for the last year, has been a calorie count.   Dieting has not been easy, to say the very least, and as I looked at the cupcake in the window, I saw my 5 pounds staying with me a little longer, but didn’t care.  This was no ordinary cupcake and today was the day.  I was going to splurge.

 Magnolia is a cozy vintage bakery that has become iconic over time.  Cupcakes lovers and tourists from all over will  stand in line, at all hours, for hours, for one small cupcake.  The old fashioned store has been feature on numerous TV shows and popular movies.  When entering, you hand pick a soft colored vanilla or chocolate cupcake, probably take a picture or two, or someone may ask you to take their picture.  After I took a happy cupcake lover’s picture, I carefully picked my splurge and chose water over milk; a little less calories and a little less guilt.

We walked over to a park bench, I carefully unwrapped the cupcake and took my, which felt like my first ever, bite; sweet, moist, and oh-so-decedent, just as I remembered.  I took only a couple bites, stopped just before the guilt set in and felt satisfied.  Delicious!  Hit the spot!

Maybe on our next stroll in the West Village I’ll be down the last 5 pounds of baby weight and my reward will be the whole cupcake!  A reward at the calorie counting finish line!

Do you have a favorite type of food you indulge in?  What are your taste buds’ weakness?

Until next ride,

Amy

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