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Sometime in the past few years, cupcakes became trendy, the muffin of 2006, if you will. And why not? They're portable, manageable, easily eatable. Cupcakes are also sort of retro-hip, as if Betty Crocker had abandoned her apron for Levis and Pumas. Some of the city's best can be found in a shady nook of Reading Terminal at Flying Monkey Patisserie. Rebecca Michaels's cupcakes are not of the bake sale variety. Made with dense, moist chocolate or vanilla pound cake, they won't disintegrate in powdery crumbs when you tear in. Infused with bourbon, raspberry, and apricot, frostings are spread on thick, creating peaks and valleys that crest and slope like the terrain of Denver recreated in buttercream. The Espresso Bean cupcake (pictured) packs a jolt of caffeine. Breakfast anyone?

12th & Arch Streets

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