Also, when you buy a child's cake, when do they know where it comes from?

I have no idea the names of the bakeries my parents shopped at when I was young. If they went to one because it make them laugh, more power to them.

All I cared about was the cake. And frosting.

I could not have cared less about the box. Pink, blue, black. Never entered my mind.
Originally Posted by Curlyminx

I always knew where my bakery cakes came from, because my cousins owned a bakery for several years, but I still agree with this. It really did not matter where my cake came from, as long as it was delicious.

I would take it out of the box, and not think twice about it.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??