Flirty Cupcakes is the music maker and they are the dreamers of dreams. Remember childhood summers when the tinkle of music from the ice cream truck would float over your neighborhood? Excitement would consume your little child body and you’d rush to mom to beg for a dollar. She always took so dang long to get her purse. Dad might’ve been a better bet. Now that we’re in the 21st century, think cupcake van. Genius.
Flirty Cupcakes is based out of a van that they fondly call “Big Blue,” which they drive to the hungry masses all over Chicago. On their Facebook page, they list at what times and at what locations they’ll be for the day. That way, cupcake lovers can plan accordingly for a midday snack. In addition, they post status updates if they’re running behind due to traffic or a stubborn horse that won’t move from their parking spot. I kid you not.
My PICC (Partner in Cupcake Crime) and I were determined to track down said cupcake van, even if it was the last thing we ever did. Religiously stalking their Facebook page and even requesting that they come to a specific location, we jumped for joy (literally) when we found out they were going to be at a farmer’s market near our workplace. Golden Ticket. We’re going on an adventure, Charlie (the unicorn), an adventturrreeee…
Arriving 20 minutes early to the specified location, we scouted out where they might park. With a wary eye, we spotted the van of sweets and joy and joyness approaching us from afar. We were the first in line. I ordered the sampler pack of 4 minis (Devil in Disguise, No Plain Jane, CBFF, and The Curious George) as well as a full size Thrill on Blueberry Hill. I mean, come on, who wants a mini thrill? That makes no sense.
The vanilla (No Plain Jane) tasted like vanilla and the chocolate (CBFF) tasted like chocolate . The No Plain Jane was a tad plain for my personal tastes but I must admit, I did enjoy the nutella ganache on the CBFF. It brought me back to Mexico where I had my first taste of nutella. I’ve heard people rave about the Devil in Disguise and The Curious George, but I felt they were slightly lacking in flavor. For those of you unfamiliar with the flavor of a red velvet cupcake, it’s supposed to fall somewhere on the spectrum between vanilla and chocolate. The Devil was pretty but didn’t tempt me. The Curious George is a banana chocolate cupcake with a light, salted caramel Italian buttercream frosting (described verbatim from their website). The frosting intrigued me but the cake left me wanting bananas. In their defense, I had the minis and perhaps would have had an entirely different experience with full size cupcakes.
On a more positive note, their Thrill on Blueberry Hill was worth the trip by itself. It was everything a cupcake should be—not a muffin (even though it was blueberry), moist, and flavorful. What really caught my attention was the blueberry, lemon frosting swirled on top, which set it apart from any normal blueberry cupcake. I could eat one of these everyday and would blissfully fall to the fate of Veruca. It happens every time, they all become blueberries.
All in all, the concept of a cupcake van is brilliant and exciting for those of us who are still children at heart, the owners (Tiffany and Chris) are devoted to the cupcake cause, the driver (Jessica) wants nothing else then to satisfy your cupcake needs, and the cupcakes are clever and pretty tasty. I say, become a fan of them on Facebook, chase them down at least once, and succumb to your inner child. You may thank me later.