Not exactly instant.
Almost a month ago the much-anticipated Sprinkles vending machine
launched in Beverly Hills, beckoning cupcake lovers far and wide to indulge in
delicious luxury at all hours of the night (and day, of course). Amazingly, the line wait still lingers around
45 minutes…on a weeknight…at 10 pm. The
line is actually longer than it looks, since each transaction only kicks out
one cupcake, and many pilgrims purchase more than one when their turn
comes. I saw two teenage girls order 9,
hurriedly texting their friends to choose a flavor.
What’s the draw? Is
it still the novelty - is the crowd a new one every night, waiting anxiously to
experience the magic? Or is it the
die-hard pastry sluts, getting their after-dark fix on?
Apparently, for now, it’s both - chatter in line signals
patrons are eager to satisfy their fascination with the ATM, but many equally
crave that red velvet. Considering that
its location buzzes with tourists year-round, the allure probably won’t die so
quickly. And for the demand of the sweet
freaks, the ATM will supply; where else can one get a reliably ambrosial
cupcake after hours? Indeed, this was
how Sprinkles owner Candace Nelson actually conceived of the idea - pregnant,
and suffering an attack of cupcake mania, even she could not get her hands on
one in the middle of the night.
So if necessity is the mother of invention, maybe desire is
the father. Or rich uncle. One of these little morsels goes for $4
(fifty cents more than in the actual shop).
Looks like the recession mentality is simmering down, if such a business
can prosper.
And it doesn’t stop there.
Can’t get enough of Sprinkles?
They’re launching an ice cream store right next door - no opening date
has been released yet, but let’s keep our fingers crossed for summer.

Red Velvet! EEeeekkk!
ReplyDeleteA pastry slut is a very naughty thing to be, should she be whipped by merangue or beat with vanilla sticks?
ReplyDeletehahah thanks for the provocative questions, mom.
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