Thank heaven for little girls. For once in a while, they grow up to be like Christina Tosi.
“Of course, I wanted a bakery when I grew up,” Ms. Tosi said. “It’s the other little-girl dream besides being a princess.”
Momofuku Milk Bar, right in my backyard, is where she dreamed up crack pie and compost cookies.
It’s where you can get towering cakes with sugary frosting and crunchy bits that send you into orbit.
Or, a bit more modest but no less ridiculously delicious, her cake truffles.
Dusty and crumbly on the outside.
Sweet and doughy on the inside.
And rainbow sprinkles that, to a girl like me, are part of the better-than-a-princess dream.