Food porn of the sweetest, sugary-ist, most finger-licking good variety.
I recently stumbled upon an adorable late-night bakery right on Peachtree Street in midtown, and thus far it has completely ruined me.
I was already in bad shape after finding out that there's a place to get fresh Cinnabons near my house, so this was just the coup de gras (also known as the "hadoookit!") that will likely do me in for good.
Despite the fact that I don't need another addiction... here we are. Sweet Hut Bakery & Cafe. You little rascal.
It was essential for my research for me to taste everything.
I have no regrets.
If you're feeling charitable, come rescue me from Sweet Hut at 933 Peachtree St. I'll be the one rolling around on the floor in powdered sugar. (Unfortunately not for the first time.)