The Flying Cupcake

I miss living in the city. There are so many opportunities and so many chances for adventure that you just don't find in small towns. While it wasn't the Twin Cities (where part of my heart will always be), I spent part of the weekend with my family in Indianapolis. I certainly can't complain about the company; you just can't beat my brother and his family. We went all over the place, but ended the day together at The Flying Cupcake, somewhere in Broad Ripple. I love unique bakeries, and I adore cupcakes. It was magnificent. The cases are filled with giant cupcakes piled with frosting, and as soon as you open the door, the smell of freshly baked goods envelops you. I didn't want to leave. We tried a German Chocolate cupcake, "Red Velvet Elvis" with chocolate chips and cream cheese icing, a vanilla cupcake with rich vanilla buttercream dubbed "Happy Birthday to Me," a light and airy almond cupcake with almond buttercream whose name I've lost but was my favorite, and a chocolate cupcake with peanut butter icing. We shared, and laughed, and rated our favorites. It was the kind of day that makes you grateful for the life you have.