THE DAY HAS COME. Birthday truffles are coming to the Los Angeles.
So those who are my friends (or just follow me on social media) know that every time I make it to New York (or D.C.) my one required stop is at the Momokuku Milk bar in Midtown to purchase an absurd amount of Birthday truffles. I usually finish my first pack of three truffles on the way home, feel sick for about 3 hours, and then open up the second pack. Yes, they are that good.