The Pineapple Monster is spreading it’s tendrils under our very feet.  Living, breathing…a cake connecting our reality to an alternate plane.  With the smell of scorched pineapple in the air, the storm is approaching.  Silhouetted by electrical flashes of red maraschino cherry it is ready to cross the gate into our dimension…

Tasting Notes: Baked Pineapple, Maraschino Cherry, Sweet Cake, Vanilla Spice