Cupcake Camp: Ghost Stories

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Multicolored cupcake.JPGIt was a dark and stormy night, and, in their neighborhood kitchens, covens of cupcake sirens were beating their batters and whipping their frostings with gleeful abandon as flashes of lightning punctuated the tormented sky.

Then the morning dawned bright, and despite a lingering springtime chill, there was sunshine at the Hiram Chittenden Locks. For the second year, each of the 6 dozen contestants unloaded 30 dozen morsels and more at Cupcake Camp, a feeding frenzy and fundraiser (for the Hope Heart Institute) sponsored by Bella Cupcake Couture. Early adopters bought the $8 ticket ($10 at the door) for 6 mini cakes; some 300 were sold in advance. The doors opened at noon, over 1,000 hungry fans swarmed through the premises like locusts (Passover starts Tuesday!) and by 2 PM there was nary an edible morsel left. All that remained were cupcake-shaped bath salts and baby-shower gifts.

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This page contains a single entry by Cornichon published on April 17, 2011 6:00 PM.

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