“If going to church called for sweatbands instead of prayer books, salsa music in the place of scripture, and a near-insane amount of neon, it might look something like this.” I spent a week with 8,000 worshippers of the fake, fantastical cult of zumba.

+ “But this singular product of 1980s mall culture sprang to life in a test kitchen across the street from Gas Works Park. Its unrepentant decadence remains lodged in our psyche.” The Sticky, Untold Story of Cinnabon.

+ An analysis: Who starts whining earlier in the morning: Donald Trump or an actual baby?