CAKE HUNT part 1

My Mission (in life?) is to taste and review all the well-known and not-so-well-known cake places in Dublin, (mighty task but someone's gotta do it) so obviously the much-hyped Cake Cafe was my first pit-stop.


JL and I had gone on a search to find this place ages ago and it's hidden away in a little alley off Pleasant's Street which is another alley off Camden street. Very surreptitious, it's kinda like being a member of a secret-club. Quite a well-known secret at this stage though. But I'm not sure exactly why. Loved the cuteness of it, the mismatched china, the secret location, the artsy decor outside, the tea-party feel and the 'cake speciality' since it's called Cake Cafe n all. But how disappointed was I.

(JL looking smug with his arms crossed in front of the sandwiches)

The most "exotic" or unique cake they had on the cake menu was apple and cinnamon cake which they unfortunately hadn't baked that day. JL and G split an orange cake, A went for the chocolate cake and I reluctantly went for the lemon slice which I'd heard lots of good things about. The rest of the stuff on the cake menu was brownies-which they hadn't got that day either, cupcakes (which I'm not crazy about as they are loaded with icing) and scones (which are NOT cakes and hence should not be put on a cake menu)

Now I'm adamant that citrus and cake don't mix and should never be mixed...orange cake? please....lemon slice? is that even a cake??

No it' wasn't. It looked like french toast, was of minute proportions, and tasted like a slab of lemons loaded with sugar. I didn't even finish mine. A's choc cake was dry and the orange cake was nothing special. Needless to say none of them were finished off and for people like A, JL and I, being true cake-lovers that we are, that is bad form.

Although the guys had some unique sandwiches there and those seemed to redeem the Cake Cafe. But it's not called a Sandwich Cafe now is it? Maybe they should change the name and look across the Atlantic for real cake cafes. Not good Dublin :(

(JL and G having a fake conversation for the sake of art)

Note: G said the bathrooms were not bad, they used rainwater for toilets which helps save the planet, which can only be a good thing and she couldn't smell anything, which can only be a good thing too. Service was poor though.

Poor waitress was probably run off her feet but she forgot my cappuccino and G had to eat her cake with a knife cos they didn't give her a fork. Dangeorus.