But the bakery is the crown jewel of this one-stop food emporium, and that's where I found the the most amazing cake in the entire world: a rectangular dream of white and blue, graced with a Ken doll look-a-like lounging in a Speedo.
Like a glistening piece of plastic man candy, this beefcake had abs like D'Angelo, a hair helmet from heaven and was posed with twinkle toes and an equally twinkling grin. He rested on his side, criss-crossing a river of what I assumed to be champagne, nestled between the celebratory stemware, a popped bottle and of course, like any good fancy cake, frosting roses.When I went back later in the day to inquire about the cake, it was gone. Obviously, I wasn't the only one eying this decadent dessert. But not to worry -- Mi Pueblo Market's panaderia has an assortment of fresh-baked cakes in it's fingerprint-free display case on a daily basis. Plus, the single-slice Tres Leches offerings are priced deliciously low.
And if worse comes to worse, I'll bet they'd make you anew version of the man-candy cake, done up however you'd like it.
