When Christian Kunzle made cakes at the House of Commons, could he have foreseen that, by the Sixties, some 40,000 Showboat cakes – never mind the other sorts – would come off the production line every week? They were an odd sort of product: not so much a cake (small, chocolatey, filled with a butter-cream and decorated by hand with a squiggle) as a gesture of benevolent luxury. To be given a Kunzle cake was to be reassured that one mattered.
…from: Lost Worlds, What Have We Lost, & Where Did It Go? by Michael Bywater