A Confectionary Dream

This past summer I went to Carlo's Bakery in Hoboken, New Jersey. Watching a show about the delicious treats this family-owned business shells out just made me dream about that one delicious bite of one of my favorite sweet foods. To taste a red velvet cupcake created by Buddy himself seemed like a dream. Riding the Amtrak from Boston to New York City, my dad hands me a piece of paper, a receipt for a pre-ordered red velvet cupcake all for me, in addition to some treats for him, my mom and my sister. I could not believe it. That very day he had planned a cab trip across the Hudson to the bakery that I had seen on TV every Monday at nine o'clock pm. We drove up, and I immediately saw the day-long line, my hopes crushed. But then, my dad reminded me we pre-ordered, an advantage which gave us the ability to skip the line. I walk in, and we give them our receipt, and then we get our food. But then, out comes Mauro to take pictures and socialize with customers. We get in line to take pictures, and my dad gets the perfect one. While this was happening, my mom bought my sister and me shirts. Not only did I have the delicious taste still in my mind, but I also walked away with a shirt, a photograph and a memory that will never escape me.

Leslie Cundiff
Writer
Three Penny Press
Period 6