New York City, colloquially
known as the ‘Big Apple’, might be more aptly known as the ‘Candied Apple’; the
inflow of sweet-toothed tourists and the local demand for the buttery and the
fudgy has led to an upspring of accommodating dessert shops that pander to our human
indulgence. On a hopping Friday night up to 3AM, the frantic Insomnia Cookie
delivery woman will still be buzzing from 50 W 8th Street to her
resident cookie monster with boxes of snickerdoodley goodness. Billy’s Bakery
will serve you one of the city’s best slices of red-velvet cake (the size of
your head) for a little over five dollars, and Café Lalo - with its Christmas
light-swathed trees heralding the hungry foodie year round - offers everything
from whips of banana chocolate mousse to biscotti that won’t break your jaw. In Times Square, it’s a short walk from
buying a five pound Hershey’s bar to gorging yourself on the M&M rainbow.
New Yorkers love their
sweets. But this definition of New Yorker extends further than the clever
cabbie or swanky socialite: this definition encompasses the junk food-loving honeybee.
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