Due to the impending closure of the Hub Cafe I made the trip to Glentress yesterday for some cake and coffee , (before going for a ride since I was there anyway). Now, I've had a love/hate relationship with the Hub over the years. No seats and long waiting times in the summer and closed mid-week in the off season when I have most of my free time, but even I was a bit sad yesterday when I left for the last time. And the reason for this sadness? My last ever slice of their carrot cake.
To call it merely a cake is doing it a great injustice. It deserves it's own menu board. More of a pudding than a cake, as you discover the first time you try to eat it with your fingers. So moist it's almost impossible to pick up in pieces of any size. Best attacked with a fork and enjoyed in chunks. Many have I enjoyed over the years, but none as much as yesterdays.
So to Emma and Tracey I bid a fond goodbye, and to the new Peel Cafe I wish good luck, but for me I need to find a new cake of choice, because as good as the new carrot cake may well be, it'll just never quite hit the spot.
Long live the King of Cakes!