A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006. Now a Popeyes fast food restaurant on Google Maps.

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Entry from June 08, 2011
Caketastrophe (cake + catastrophe)

Entry in progress—B.P.

Food Network—Ace of Cakes
Caketastrophe (01:55)
Here’s a look back at some of the “caketastrophes” of 100 episodes.

Nesting Ground
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Extreme(ly) Cake
Does anyone else watch that “Ace of Cakes” show? The one with the EXTREME bakery in Maryland? You can tell it’s EXTREME because everyone is so hipster. Pink bangs! Piercings! Tattoos! Blow torches and chainsaws! Right now one of the cakemakers (is she Filipina?! She might be...) is emotionally distraught—she is crying; she cannot speak—because it is midnight, she has been working non-stop for 15 hours, and her “Fear the Turtle! Maryland Tarapin” cake, which is destined for a graduation party, keeps falling apart. It’s so hilariously sad, this situation. In the lexicon, it is referred to as a “caketastrophe.”

Goolge Books
The Extraordinary Adventures of Ordinary Boy, Book 2:
The Return of Meteor Boy?

By William Boniface and Stephen Gilpin
New York, NY: HarperTrophy
2008
Pg. 121:
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Cake-tastrophe

Posted by Barry Popik
New York CityFood/Drink • (0) Comments • Wednesday, June 08, 2011 • Permalink