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Georgetown Cupcake – Washington, D.C.

PeanutPimpMama1-300x300PeanutPimpMama was born in 2012 and so was her short lived cupcake business. The cupcake trend was somewhere mid-boom and it seemed like a good idea at the time. In reality I probably liked eating them and feeding people as they seem to evoke a myriad of feelings. For some it was nostalgia, for others it was comfort, then there were the few that seem to experience pure rage. Never trust the latter…A person who dislikes a cupcake is no friend of mine!


Our last day in D.C. was grey. We woke up to rain and an all-inclusive breakfast buffet at The Ritz that was hard to turn down. What else does one do in a city if you’ve already eaten? In all of our adventures I felt like we were missing the “old town” perspective. So with our stomachs full of the Ritz’s pancakes and eggs we decided to drive into Georgetown to get a taste of the “old-city”. What we got? Confusion. I didn’t know what to do with this area that was heavily trodden by mums and uni-kids decked out in lulu gear. It somehow felt lost and neither one of us were motivated to shop in the rain. The coolest part may have been driving through the residential areas and looking at the row-home architecture unique to D.C..image

Suddenly we passed Georgetown Cupcake on 33rd and Main. Then we passed it again and again and again until we finally decided that was how we would spend our last moments in D.C.. (cupcake-ing) No regrets!


A cupcake is certainly better than road rage. We parked my car and came in to gawk at their decadent flavors. Honestly I’m a little tired of the humdrum and nothing particularly screamed “innovation” on their list. They get the job done with peanut butter, chocolate blah-bity-blah (in a couple forms), red velvet etc. etc…. so on and so on. Their most “edgy” flavor might be the lavender earl grey. I noticed they promote their weekly specials and seasonal flavors to keep it fresh. There wasn’t really anything “cray” going on decorative-wise.


They’re doing something right because the place was packed and continued to be more so as we enjoyed our cupcakes in the seating area.


I couldn’t help but notice their be-dazzled Kitchen-Aid. I was “totes-jello”.


Imagine all those super busy worker-bees mixing the batter for all those cupcakes with one be-dazzled mixer?


Georgetown operates deli-style with a numbered ticket system. When you’re number is called out you collect your cupcakes in a perky pink box.

imageMy roommate and I shared some cupcakes as we sipped our lattes and watched the passersby in the never ending drizzle. It was impossible to finish them all in one-go, so we packed up and hit the road. I’m not gonna lie… I definitely polished another one off on the way.


So much for finding my politician-hubby that weekend! Maybe next time. wink*

<3 PPM xoxo

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PeanutPimpMama’s London Yum Yumzz 2014 – (Day Six) Hummingbird Bakery,The Searcys Champagne Bar, The Heron Tower Private Member’s Club, Barbecoa

(Day Six) PeanutPimpMamaI woke up at The Blakes and had to rush off to my hair appointment at Mad Lillies in Hampstead. I set my alarm pretty early but the snooze button got the best of me once again. I was going to lose out on the opportunity to try the Blakes’s coconut chili porridge…How amazing does that sound?! Essentially it is oatmeal (Goldilocks) boiled with coconut, lemongrass, caramelized lime with chopped banana stirred in. It’s like English-Thai fusion breakfast. Sadly I had to give up on this dream and pursue other caloric intake. Time was of the essence, so a pop-in to the Hummingbird Bakery had to suffice.

Pictured Here: Hummingbird Bakery London

I visited the one on Old Brompton Road and grabbed a red velvet cupcake. It’s a cute little shop that fancies itself as the Magnolia of London “providing authentic American baking” with their cupcakes and overgrown cake stands. While their flavors might not be so adventurous their product is available at 6 locations which clearly shows some level of serious demand. Their rainbow cake and giant cupcake-cakes are wicked cool and worth a gander.

Pictured Here: A red velvet cupcake by Hummingbird Bakery

The Cupcake Experience: I took a bite and couldn’t figure out why (for the life of me) it tasted so buttery and yet the cake part was less moist than most. One of my favorite things about red velvet is the pillowy cake combined with rich cream-cheesy icing. I’m not sure what was going on here… Maybe Red Velvet is best left State-side? Look at the twee little carrying case I received! They sure do “twee” well, don’t they?

Pictured Here: Hummingbird Bakery Carrying Case

I arrived at the salon in a timely fashion since I was excited to get my “hairs did.” It has become a London tradition for me to come back to NY with some funky Euro-hairs. Back in 2008 I nearly gave my mom a heart attack. I decided that since Agnis Dayne was rocking white hair that I should too. The only issue was that everyone made insulting Eastern-Euro references at me instead of appreciating exactly how chic and à la mode I actually was.

Pictured Here: Two fools and a magnum of DomI’ll never forget the night I missed my Eurostar train to Paris and finally christened facebook with the very first pictures of my new hair. Pictured Above: London-bestie Linda and I breaking-in The Champagne Bar at Kings Cross St. Pancras circa 2008. It too was brand new back then.

54492338_9X2pooULRuMKIT11oPYPxXE4BmbdTx14et9OgXfaS-UA whole six years later and many natural white hairs…I was still in recovery from the asymmetrical bob from my 32nd birthday. That said, we had a little evening out to do. The final London-do touches included an undercut and fringe trim.

Pictured Here: Cocktail Hour All dolled up and nowhere to go… I met Linda in the city for a light nosh and a cocktail.

Pictured Here: Drinks at The Heron Tower

I was able to get the royal tour of The Heron Tower and The Private Members Club. It is a gorgeous building with a lovely clubhouse space! They make a mean mudslide too. wink*

Pictured Here: IPAG 2005 Reunion @Barbecoa

That evening I had one of many IPAG reunions (this year) near St.Paul’s at Jamie Oliver’s Restaurant- Barbecoa. Their concept: As the UK’s first BBQ Steakhouse is to combine the four elements to create a sensory and satisfying experience. Well done Chef Oliver!


It offers an incredible view of the city and St. Paul’s Cathedral, an open kitchen (pictured below) to watch all of the magic happen, solid cocktails aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand they pass out a feeding!

Pictured Here: The Kitchen @ Barbecoa

For my starter I chose the Tandoori Wild Prawns. These prawns were served over lime and pickled yoghurt with tomatoes, garlic crisps and chestnut smoke. Fingertipkissperfection*


Along with this amazing prawn dish we shared two other starters which included the Scallop Crudo and the Smoked and Coal Roasted Beetroot.

Pictured Here: Shared starters for the tableAll of these dishes had an interesting play on hot and cold temperatures, consistencies and flavors with a hint of smokiness to remind you of this very “original” BBQ concept.

imageIt was time for my main course. I ended up having their Cod special of the day. Those are sprinkled bits of bacon on my main, it’s true. This may be a meat-heavy restaurant but I would say a “Pescatarian” would fair quite well. You need to be cool with people sneaking bits of mammal onto your plate as garnish and tasty side orders of starches and vegetables (and they are quite tasty).


Not sure how I left London without putting on 20kilos. We went all-in and had dessert too. This was the second oblong chocolate log I consumed in less than 72 hours. Here we have the Barbecoa Brownie with salted caramel ice cream and honeycomb bubble sugar. (A chocoholics dream and a diabetic’s worst nightmare!)


On the way out (when I wasn’t running late or literally) I was able to take a look into the kitchen. It’s open and visible to a good portion of the dining room which creates an energetic vibe. We sat a bit further away but since the entire restaurant has floor to ceiling windows we still had a great view and plenty of ambiance.

Good Food, drinks, company and a view of this… You just can’t beat it!


This guy…


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PeanutPimpMama’s London Yum Yumzz 2014 – (Day Three) VIVO & Ottolenghi

PeanutPimpMamaDay Three- I wanted to sleep in so badly. I woke up at 6:00am with the sun blaring in my eyes after only being able to hit a cycle of REM by 3:00am. The next four-five hours were just plain torture as I had an alarm set for 10:00am and kept insisting on hitting the snooze button. PeanutPimpMama never has been a morning person and with jetlag she’s a nightmare. So day two was all about plotting purchases and by day three I pretty much had it nailed. I ended up with a gorgeous vintage opera scarf purchased at Annie’s Vintage in Islington. No buyer’s remorse here… I’ve wanted one for ages!


So I left my sunglasses in NYC and figured I’d be okay. Ironic enough the notoriously rainiest city in the world decided it was going to have a week of bright sunshine leaving a serious hole in my accessories collection. While I don’t typically need an excuse to buy new shades, It seemed silly to spend all my dollars on something I could get at home. So, I suffered for the afternoon as I was teased by countless passersby rocking their reflective Ray-Bans.

Pictured Here: Vivo's Storefront

I had this idea that I was actually going to blog while I was in London (imagine that) so as to prevent all of this backup of foodie-information I tend to collect. With this amazing weather I thought it would be a good idea to take my blog outside for extra motivation. As I was prancing along Upper St. (because that’s what you do on Upper St.) I passed this sign that said “Rooftop Open” at VIVO. I decided to peruse the space for a seat close to a vacant electrical socket. I scored.

Pictured Here: Vivo's Rooftop

This corner of the rooftop terrace was super convenient and cozy until these two loud customers showed up. Their mimosas only made them louder and more annoying. I had to vacate after my rosé was finished. We’ve all been there.


A little about my experience @ VIVO: After checking out my seating situation I went back downstairs to observe their dining system. It wasn’t very obvious at first sight like you might think… There was definitely a bar (check*) but it was clearly a service bar with no stool-age. There was a glass case which ran the length of the resto filled with delectable foodies of all Italian-inspired sorts. After lingering for a bit I was told to order my food near the glass case as well as my wine where it was tallied up and paid for with a credit card. The next stop was at the service bar area to pick up my wine before heading upstairs. The staircase was a bit intimidating with a tray of sliding objects. It’s a lawsuit waiting to happen, or it would be in the US.


Check out my salad: Pumpkin & ricotta -roasted pumpkin, ricotta, mixed leaves and balsamic vinegar. Where did they find pumpkins in April? (no idea) I had them put a little olive oil on there as well and made sure to request a salt and pepper mill. It was a great choice but pretty darn naughty for a salad. I love it… Let’s take some calorie free lettuce and put about 300 calories of cheese and oil on it and then throw in another hundred calories of nuts. Voila! Totes yum yumz though, and this was lighter fare here at VIVO. The delicious things went on for days.


Speaking of delicious things for days, I had a sweet tooth as I was leaving. I decided to make my way over to the Ottolenghi for a look at the desserts they pile high in their window. On a weekday afternoon you’ll find a couple of “Mums” with strollers and not the usual bustling crowd. I felt like I might have been bothering the girl at the “till” by asking her to explain the desserts. Oh well, who needs customer service when the desserts speak for/sell themselves?


I’d have had better luck being blind folded and spun around three times. It was like a diabetic’s dream or nightmare. I was overwhelmed with choices. I ended up with a hazelnut cheesecake.

125There you go.


Then I saw this and I had a moral dilemma in spite of the pressure. I went in for sweets…Why did I want more savory things? I can’t be the only person Ottolenghi does this to. Sorry shop girls!

Pictured Here: Aubergines

Pictured above is the product of my eyes being bigger than my stomach. It made for a nice way to economize and save on another dinner out. I decided to keep the theme Mediterranean and light so I could splash out on my cheesecake dessert in the evening. My aubergine salad (Grilled aubergine with with what tasted like a walnut goat cheese bread crumb topping) was out of this world. I finished off that bottle of wine from the “down under” before attending some pub theatre at The Hen & Chickens. I was always so curious about the shows there! (Only 5 pounds to attend)  It was nice to enjoy this garden finally… It was actually very peaceful.


It Instagram’d well too.

Pictured Here: Silly Dog

Here’s a picture of this dog I saw on Upper St.. Just because… It’s my blog and he’s cute.


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Sprinkles Cupcakes- PeanutPimpMama Cupcake Diaries

HaPeanutPimpMamappy Thursday from NYC! I’m finally back (in one piece) with no foreseeable travels in the near future. I’m not going to lie…It feels kind of good. Some down time will allow me to update my library with all of the delicious foodies I’m so excited to share with you. With London and Montreal behind me, I’m now officially backed up on two amazing international experiences. I appreciate your patience as I learn to process all of this information and grow as a blogger and your international foodie informer. Hey, eating is a lot of hard work.

It’s not the nicest of New York City days today. The cloudy blob of mist is less than motivating to trudge through as the week comes to a close. Since I brought a lovely viral souvenir back from Canada, I spent about 72 hours on liquids, 24 on mushy foods and finally got my appetite back this morning (hard-core). I don’t want to bore you with my run-of-the-mill breakfast and lunch tales. I want to talk about cupcakes. I need some light and fluffy material for a day like today. (wah wah)

Pictured Here: Sprinkles THE BAG

The first time I experienced Sprinkles was during a sun-shiney Summer day in Chi-town last year. I had just nailed an interview and was in search of a celebratory snack. Bopping along the Gold Coast I ran into THE CUPCAKE ATM. I stopped dead in my tracks from pure shock. (You must be thinking…Obviously by now this is old news PeanutPimpMama!) However this Godly-creation hadn’t yet made it to New York. I was instantly jealous I wasn’t responsible for this genius technology.

Pictured Here: The S'more Cupcake @ Sprinkles

BAM~! There it is…My first Sprinkles experience ever. The S’more cupcake is pretty self explanatory: Graham cracker lined Belgian chocolate cake filled with bittersweet chocolate ganache and topped with toasted marshmallow frosting. I was blown away. The bottom was a bit of a led sinker, but the cake was so fluffy and all of the different consistencies made for a sticky project for which their mouth-splintering utensils came in handy. (Hahahah you faithful Sprinkles fans know I don’t lie about the mouth splintering.) Sadly this one was served over the counter and not out of the ATM. I needed the freshest of fresh for an honest assessment.

Pictured Here: Banana Dark Chocolate and Triple Cinnamon Minis @Sprinkles

Faithful PPM readers know about my love for the non-committal mini. What woman doesn’t love a miniature cake with a third of the guilt and 100% of the taste? It totally suits my only-child-syndrome which leaves me in constant need to try all-of -the-things in fear I may never see food again. While I know I don’t have a base of comparison to grasp the scale of these little do-dads, they’re about an inch and a half high and wide with a generous pillow of icing to cure your mid-afternoon crash. My only complaint: What is with the the bizarre little space-like orbiting disks they use for decoding their flavors? Every time I go in for the kill I know I’m going to hate the way that thing tastes and I eat it every time. Ah!

I get it Sprinkles- Spacey, Technologically Bound, Forward Thinking, Environmentally Aware, Green Cupcakery (Let’s hope those awful forks are recycled)… I’m so glad you had a Strawberry cake/Strawberry iced cupcake for me during Lent when I gave up chocolate. You kept me human! Keep on keepin’ on wit-chyo Batteries-Not-Included cupcake self. One day, I expect them to fly off the shelf and into my mouth.

I <3 U.


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