I always thought carrot cake was… meh. I mean, come on, carrots and sugar?
That sounded like a hard pass. But then I walked into this little bakery in Ohio, and suddenly all my assumptions got thrown out the window.
One bite, and oh my… I get it. The cake is moist in all the right ways, the frosting is tangy but indulgent, and somehow the carrots don’t just exist, they sing. Every bite makes you question your life choices up until this point, like, why did I ever doubt a cake with vegetables?…