I will full on admit it.  I’m totally biased.  But I don’t care.  I don’t care if the journalist police hunt me down and throw me in prison for it.  Because it’s worth it.

My friend Andrea opened up a new bakery/coffee shop in Burnaby and it is, without a doubt, the best place you haven’t been.  I’ve had Andrea’s baking before and I will tell you this: I’d go so far as to say it’s “to die for,” except that I HATE that phrase, and really, you wouldn’t want to risk dying because you’d never be able to try any of her delectable deliciousness again.  So instead I’ll say it’s to LIVE for.

Also, handling the cafe end of things is my sister Christa.  Say hi when you go in!  You’ll know it’s her because she’ll probably be the one making a fart sound.

Here’s a picture of the gals so you know what you’re getting into before you go.

Andrea’s is the one cutting the BRAIN CAKE she MADE, and Christa is the one laughing her head off.  (Note: Andrea is not actually a cow girl – although should probably consider becoming one because she wears it so well.)

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