Hot Cakes

My first time in Seattle was for a mere two days during a job interview. I, true to form, had forgotten my phone in the cupholder of my car in Chicago, so I was in a brand new place, hopelessly lost, and scared out of my mind about what was possibly happening to my life. I somehow wound up in Hot Cakes and I kid you not, as I sat there eating molten chocolate goodness I burst into very public tears, not because I was overwhelmed by my life, but because sweet Lord in heaven, this cake is transcendent.