Why carrot cake?

It all started in Cape Town, in 2010. I visited, and greatly enjoyed, the Aquarium. It was a sunny spring day, I was on holiday, I was falling in love with South Africa and I didn't have a care in the world. I bought some carrot cake and tea in the cafeteria and sat outside in the sun, on the wooden tables,  killing time before meeting some friends later on in the evening. 

I hadn't had carrot cake since school, that is about 30 years ago (gasp!). As soon as I put a bit in my mouth, a massive internal explosion occurred in me, and I was inundated by waves of happy memories, comforting thoughts and subtle pleasure felt through my palate. A most delectable and memorable experience.

Carrot cake immediately became my favourite thing in the world. It is the most perfect combination of elements, including carrot (ok, this might not count as one of the recommended daily portions of vegetables, but still, you FEEL it is healthy), spices of different kinds, possibly nuts, possibly raisins, and icing. The result should be balanced. I am conscious that this is a very subjective notion.

This is a very subjective blog. I will present in it my own subjective perception of how good or bad the different carrot cakes I taste here and there are (I would say "around the world", but that sounds presumptuous).

All names, places and dates are true.