As a Korean-American foodie who resides in West Oakland, I’m lucky that there’s a slew of fine eateries not too far from our home all along Telegraph Avenue in Temescal.
“The what?” I asked, though the name seemed to illustrate itself with near-perfect precision.
“A Frownie is a brownie, but with a frownie face piped onto it. If you purchase a whole pack, it’s called a Pity Party.”
I stopped hearing anything more about the wedding. I only wanted to know about Frownies, so I went home to do a little research.