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See you at the Farmers Market

Farmers Market

Soon you will be able to find Out of the Bubble Bakery at the farmers market. On Sundays, beginning on May 4th, we will be at the brand new  Mosaic Central Market in Fairfax, VA from 9am to 2pm. On Wednesdays, beginning on May 7th, we will be at the Wakefield Market in Annandale, VA from 2pm-6pm.

We will be offering cupcakes individually or in packs of 4 and cookies, brownies, mini bundt cakes, scones, and muffins individually as well.  Larger quantities can be pre-ordered online for pick-up at the market with as little as 48 hours’ notice.  We will be offering our traditional line of baked goods that are dairy-free, egg-free, peanut-free, tree nut-free, and vegan.  We also will have some gluten-free (most offerings contain eggs), dairy-free, nut-free, and soy-free options as well.  Additionally for the first time we will be adding a few items that are free of all of the 8 major allergens to include peanut, tree nuts, dairy, eggs, soy, wheat, fish, and shellfish.  Unfortunately, we will not be offering any products that contain coconut to avoid confusion for our nut-allergic customers. All our farmers market offering will be dye-free and all natural too!  If you need more information to ensure our products are safe for you, checkout our website to learn more about our processes and ingredients.

We hope you are as excited as we are! This undertaking is huge leap for us and we hope it will be a memorable and enjoyable experience for you.  It will be the first time members of our family and yours will be able to walk up to a counter and choose a freshly baked sweet to take home and enjoy! A dream come true.

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Our New Look!

It’s a new season and time for a new look, a new website, and much more from Out of the Bubble bakery. To launch our new website we’ve decided to come up with a new logo that represents what Out of the Bubble bakery truly stands for.  We’ve taken traditional methods and familiar and fine ingredients, which is represented by the whisk, and combined them with an inventive approach.  The light bulb symbolizes our commitment to thoughtfully and carefully crafting beautiful desserts that everyone can enjoy. We strive to illuminate the fact that dietary restrictions should not mean having to sacrifice on beauty or taste.

We are also improving the way we operate. We’ve heard you and we’ve taken your feedback to heart. You are tired of hearing “we are booked”.  You’ve told us it is very difficult to plan a party 2-3 months in advance, let alone order a cake. You’ve asked for gluten-free offerings. You expressed interest in ordering online. You want to ship desserts to family and friends.

To that end, we’ve added a new team member so we can take more orders. We are introducing online ordering for our simply decorated cupcakes, seasonal flavors, and holiday specials. Now you can enjoy our sweets with as little as 48 hours’ notice with our easy online order feature. Please note that all custom and semi-custom orders will still need to be placed by phone or email. Also, by popular demand we will begin our cupcake flavor of the month offerings.

We are not stopping there. In the next few weeks we will be introducing a gluten-free dessert line.  We will also be expanding our shipping capabilities.

It’s been an amazing year and we had no idea how popular our desserts would be. Thank you for your patronage and referring us to your family and friends. We have been touched by the many, many notes we have received from our customers expressing their satisfaction. We surpassed our sales goal three-fold this year. Our growth and success would not be possible without you! Together we will enlighten the world on indulging in a truly exceptional dessert experience that can be shared by all while accommodating special and mindful diets.

 

A separate existence is a myth

No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful.

Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure.

To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it?

But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?

Pellentesque habitant morbi tristique senectus et netus et malesuada fames ac turpis egestas. Vestibulum tortor quam, feugiat vitae, ultricies eget, tempor sit amet, ante.

On the other hand, we denounce with righteous indignation and dislike men who are so beguiled and demoralized by the charms of pleasure of the moment, so blinded by desire, that they cannot foresee the pain and trouble that are bound to ensue; and equal blame belongs to those who fail in their duty through weakness of will, which is the same as saying through shrinking from toil and pain.

This mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain

But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness.

a trivial example

A trivial example

No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful.

Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure.

To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it?

These cases are perfectly simple and easy to distinguish

No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful.

Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure.

To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it?

But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?

Pellentesque habitant morbi tristique senectus et netus et malesuada fames ac turpis egestas. Vestibulum tortor quam, feugiat vitae, ultricies eget, tempor sit amet, ante.
On the other hand, we denounce with righteous indignation and dislike men who are so beguiled and demoralized by the charms of pleasure of the moment, so blinded by desire, that they cannot foresee the pain and trouble that are bound to ensue; and equal blame belongs to those who fail in their duty through weakness of will, which is the same as saying through shrinking from toil and pain.

A very bad quack might jinx zippy fowls

Blowzy red vixens fight for a quick jump. Joaquin Phoenix was gazed by MTV for luck. A wizard’s job is to vex chumps quickly in fog.

In the cable TV quiz show. Amazingly few discotheques provide jukeboxes.

Alex Trebek’s fun TV quiz game. Woven silk pyjamas exchanged for blue quartz.

Brawny gods just flocked up to quiz and vex him. Adjusting quiver and bow, killed the fox. My faxed joke won a pager in the cable TV quiz show. Amazingly few discotheques provide jukeboxes.

Blowzy red vixens fight for a quick jump. Joaquin Phoenix was gazed by MTV for luck. A wizard’s job is to vex chumps quickly in fog.

In the cable TV quiz show. Amazingly few discotheques provide jukeboxes.

Alex Trebek’s fun TV quiz game. Woven silk pyjamas exchanged for blue quartz.

Brawny gods just flocked up to quiz and vex him. Adjusting quiver and bow, killed the fox. My faxed joke won a pager in the cable TV quiz show. Amazingly few discotheques provide jukeboxes.

A paradisematic country, where roasted parts of sentences fly

The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.

But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her.

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.

It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar.

The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.

But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her.

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.

It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar.

Doing business like this takes much more effort than doing your own business at home

The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.

he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls.

A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame.

It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather.

Could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad.

“How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense”, he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn’t get into that position.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul

Wonderful serenity

Wonderful serenity

When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies

Then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss

And then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing.

Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God!

It is an almost unorthographic life

The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.

When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane.

Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.

The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.

When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane.

Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.