So brother is planning on conquering his first marathon this coming November by hitting up the Philly marathon. But, training can be hard and super brutal particularly on those "long run" days. As miles add up, the legs plod, the back stoops, and hills look like mountains. Then, blindly and without warning, the body feels the first touch of cold, hard clay and *WHAM*... flat on your behind, staring up through a starry daze you gaze upon the insurmountably tall, brick and mortar barricade in front of you. Congratulations, you've met... The Wall.
Enter gel shot doohickey. I have it from a good source that Logan swears the resulting feeling is what he imagines being on drugs must be like. Sweet. Now we'll have kids addicted to energy gels.
What I'd rather have stuffed in my back pocket for a much needed energy punch is a slice of this puppy.
It also sure beats those chalky, gag-inducing recovery shakes. Really. Try it some time.
The cake is pretty much a taste marathon in and of itself - or perhaps an Ironman triathlon through flavortown. Chocolate cake flavored with honey, coffee, and vanilla and almond extracts, almond creme filling in the middle, apricot preserves on top, and a rum-bittersweet chocolate ganache icing.
It was my post bike ride pick-me-up, and it was seriously good.
Also, in the course of eating it, I think I discovered that flavor is the 5th dimension.
The only problem is that there are SOoooooooooo many flavors and they're sooooooo far away from each other... relatively speaking. So for a godbite that would include the almond creme, apricot preserves, rum-bittersweet chocolate ganache, and chocolate cake without requiring a mouth funnel, a little flavor shuffling was required.
Yup yup.
Now go run a marathon.
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