My wife and I bought a Costco carrot cake recently and were appalled by its covering of butter frosting over the superior cream cheese frosting. Over all, the cake was too sweet, not balanced by strong spice the way a good carrot cake should be.
I articulate all this in retrospect now, but at the time I was first trying out this Costco excuse for carrot cake, I found myself eating it over and over, trying to determine why I didn't like it.
I guess even mediocre carrot cake is hard to resist.
But to keep eating it to determine its flaws strikes me as moronic and I am still hurting , spiritually, from this pathological behavior.
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