Last month my husband and I visited Peru and hiked the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu. During the four day excursion I went through highs and lows. The highs were obvious, being up high in the Andes taking in all its beauty. The lows were the lack of western toilets and my unfulfilled cravings for comfort food. I was bound and determined to find pops somewhere Peru. Low and behold I found them on our last day in Lima. We went into the Starbucks and the chalk board read the following...
The pops were double the size but lacked flavor and had a very different texture. I was happy to get back home to my daughter and a delicious Cake That Goes Pop