Are Cupcakes Female?
The genderisation of food has added another dimension to the already complex relationship we forge with what we eat. Is it acceptable for a man to hold, yet alone eat, a dainty piece of cupcake? Should not those sweaty, hairy palms, roughened by labour and hardened by toil, be fit only to handle less beautiful things like donuts, hot dogs or a mean, meaty kebab? The sight of a man grabbing a cupcake by the hands is almost grounds for sexual harassment. But I cannot deny the attractive impulse of cupcakes; the way they look, the way they smell, the way they make themselves even more irresistible when you say their name. Cupcakes. It just oozes with sexual charm. How else would you finish off a beautiful cupcake other than eating it from the palm of your hands?
