The only positive aspect that Langwith’s carrot cake has to offer is that you get more change than at Vanbrugh. It is only when you put the carrot cake to your lips that you realise the reason why there was so much of it left over after lunch. It is utterly horrible. Not even the butter icing can redeem the stodgy texture of this lump of wax. After you have consumed this dollop of fat (only to get your money’s worth) you feel two stone heavier and unlovable. If already despondent, this cake will drive you to the limits of despair. After these two abominations, we are left in distraught wonder, are there any decent deserts on campus?
Langwith, Carrot Cake, 55p