My plans were to publish this post on Saturday, y’know since our lunch at Cake Bake was Friday but you see… I went out with the girls on Friday night. Asking me to do anything short of breathing on Saturday was going to be entirely too much. Soz.
Back in the fall/winter last year (just noting the time here because let’s face it… the weather ain’t changed), Evan and I indulged in a little date night for my birthday.
We had dinner at Iaria’s, stuffed ourselves full of pasta, bread and pizza… basically, all the good things in the world. And then we decided to venture on over to a little place called The Cake Bake Shop.
I mean… birthdays… cake… no math necessary.
This bake shop opened up in 2014 and tons of my friends have visited and have had nothing but good things to say.
Couple things to note about this visit:
If you ever wondered what it would look like if Glinda the Good Witch opened up a bakery, this place is probably about as close as it gets. Glitz and glam EVERYWHERE. White sparkly Christmas trees (it was Christmas time), sparkly swans, and definitely more flowers than there will be at my funeral.
Like, the Cake Bake Shop is the absolute perfect example of extra. But, I’m a little extra too… so, yeah.
Holy balls, this place was incredibly packed! Like lined out the door, standing room only and I’m sorry, it will be 4 hours until a table is available kind of busy. Not that something like that would keep me from eating cake. Ain’t no hill for a climber.
We ordered cake to go and ate it when we got back to my parents house to get Rory. I ordered the Famous Earl’s Court Chocolate Cake and Evan opted for a chocolate chip cookie topped with glitter, obvz.
Hubba sweet fucking hubba.
If chocolate cake could cause a highly religious experience, this one would be it.
After talking about my come-to-Jesus moment with a close friend, we made plans to visit back, but eat some lunch too.
Yeah, they’ve got food too.
Naturally, we made it to Cake Bake 4 months later.
When we arrived, there was a 45 minute wait for a table or there were some seats available at the bar. Since having a child, sitting at the bar is a rare occurrence that usually triggers some pre-kid nostalgia. Aka… I’m into it.
The spring-time decor was still glitz and glam but more floral and less Santa, naturally.
Quickly, we decided on having a super light lunch and putting most of our focus on the cake.
I was also the dick that ordered a cocktail when your friend is pregnant and isn’t allowed to indulge. But seriously, the drinks looked so boujie and I’m all about that life.
The wait time for the food was surprisingly quick… but really, how long does it take to ladle some soup in a bowl and cut a slab of chocolate cake?
Now, let me talk about the cake…
There are so so many choices. Lemon, raspberry champagne, blueberry almond, carrot cake… and there are tons more. But, when you put two sexy looking chocolate cakes on the menu (Earl’s Court Chocolate Cake and the Millionaire Cake) I get a little nervous when thinking about ordering anything but.
Since I had the Famous Earl’s Court last time, I figured I should spread the love and so, I opted for the Millionaire this time.
The Millionaire is a three-layered chocolate cake with salted-caramel and homemade shortbread cookies. The cake is filled with chocolate ganache and vanilla buttercream.
Again, hubba sweet fucking hubba. So moist (puke), so decadent and so incredibly good.
Next time I visit, I think I’m going to do something drastic and not order a chocolate cake. The lemon and blueberry almond have been on my mind lately and I’m just going to have to do something about it.
If you’re in the Indianapolis area or passing through, make a stop at the Cake Bake Shop.
You wont be disappointed. You can also order a full cake for a special event like a shower, birthday, etc.
Hope you enjoyed this short little post. Thank you for reading.