All through the Great Cupcake Craze of '05/'06, I was ready to wage a backlash. The hype was too much. It was also like the easy to digest and consume, literally cloying food equivalent of Lucky. Which ashamedly I subscribe to, so I've become an unwitting victim of the trend.
Now if I pass by Sprinkles when going to the amazing Arturo's shoe repair and there's not a line snaking out the door and down the street, I stop in for a box. Grumble grumble. Sometimes I'll even get cakes for a crowd, as long as it's not too prohibitively large because there are no batch discounts (bummer).
My flavor of choice is the milk chocolate; it's rare that I prefer it, yet the frosting works better with the cake than the duller dark chocolate. Lemon coconut is an interesting combination, too. But I still don't think these beat a great piece of regular cake, and I'm a bigger fan of Joan's on Third's smaller, moister marshmallow-filled chocolate cupcakes. At least Sprinkles runs are easier to do lately since the fever seems to be waning.
While I don't hate the cupcake fad as much as I did a few months ago, I'm still totally disgusted when I see people eating straight shots of frosting. No way will I come around to loving cutesy cupcake shops that much. I'm already on board with the much cooler, presently waxing gelato mania anyway.