Stuff I Get Off On: Sticky Fingers

This past weekend I met some friends in Washington, DC. We stayed in weird trashy-funk hotels, saw Todd Glass at DC Improv, drank dirty martinis (well, I did), and ate lots and lots of vegan baked goods at Sticky Fingers. I’ve been wanting to get to Sticky Fingers for a while now, because I have a major sweet tooth and because the name is so dirty that I’ve been smitten with the place since I first heard of its existence. I really want them to make T-Shirts that say “ask about my sticky fingers…”

I digress. The bakery was just as amazing as I dreamed it would be, and that’s a huge compliment considering I was raised by a pastry chef. Along with the help of my manfriend, I sampled two different cupcakes, a sticky bun, and a cookie. And by sampled I mean inhaled with no shame. NO SHAME, I tell you.

First we ate the sticky bun, which was the perfect combination of sweet and (Worst Word Ever Alert) moist.  I hate the word moist, but this sticky bun was moist. I can’t remember the last time I ate a cinnamon bun, but I think it was back in high school when I worked at a bakery with my cake flinging, pie wielding Mama. It wasn’t overly sweet like those nasty Cinnabons from the mall, and I gave it an A +. I also must mention that I let my guy, P,  eat the center of the sticky bun, which everyone knows is the best part, which clearly expresses how much I like him.

The first cupcake we had was Peanut Butter Fudge, which was chocolate cake layered with chocolate frosting and peanut butter mousse. Again, it was sweet but not in that overwhelming make-your-teeth-hurt saccharine way that many pastries are. You know, the kind that makes you unable to decide whether you want to vomit or eat 5 more.

The Coconut Delight cupcake was my favorite because I am a coconut freak. Unlike the rich chocolate peanut butter cupcake, the coconut variety was super light and the vanilla frosting was fluffy as opposed to dense.

We also nibbled on a peanut butter cookie sandwich that had a layer of chocolate fudge in the center and was extremely delicious.

You’re probably thinking that after all of this I was in a food coma. But you are wrong. After we ate dessert we went back in and got sandwiches. And THEN I was in a food coma.

What I was most excited about in terms of the sandwiches we got was the fact that P was eating them. He is not vegan at all (read about it here and here) and so I was interested in his opinion on the fake meateries. I am not such a fan of faux meats; I don’t buy them but I do order them occasionally. I think the reason they bother me is because it seems weird to avoid eating meat for ethical reasons and then eat something that is masquerading as meat. If you’re just giving up meat for health purposes I guess I could see swapping in the soy stuff. But I don’t want to eat animals. So I don’t really want to eat things pretending to be animals. But sometimes I do, usually when they are covered in barbeque sauce. I would probably eat a sneaker if it was covered in barbeque sauce. So are you surprised when I say I ordered a BBQ “chik’n” wrap? Probably not.

The sandwiches were good, but didn’t screw me sideways or anything. P ordered a “clubwich,” which was faux meat central: tofurkey, veggie ham, tempeh bacon, lettuce, tomato and Veganaise. I actually preferred his choice and we switched halves cause we’re all in love and shit.

P didn’t seem to mind his fake meat sandwiches, although they definitively didn’t convert him. Rats!

Now enjoy this food porn, compliments of my food-facing partner in crime.

All gone! So, have you been to Sticky Fingers? Where is your fav vegan bakery? Can you tell me why I can’t bake?

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4 Responses to Stuff I Get Off On: Sticky Fingers

  1. Torture! You r gonna pay for that saliva producing post o daughter! For the second time in my life, I just gave up the white stuff!

    • SexyTofu says:

      Yay no sugar! Good for you, that stuff is like (tasty, tasty) crack. Actually I have never done crack but, you know, people talk. Also, did you see how I gave P a letter for a name instead of just calling him “manfriend” or “boyfriend” or “that guy I see naked.” I thought you would be really proud of this grown up move I have made.

  2. Pingback: Weight Loss Wednesday: Sugar Blues | I Eat Grass

  3. Why am I just discovering you now. HA.

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