I’m starting to come out of the sugar hangover. It’s still a bit of a blur, but the last thing I clearly remember from Saturday is standing outside Herbivore restaurant on Valencia Street and handing over several large bills in exchange for boxes full of cookies, donuts, cupcakes and other delectable treats that no sane human would consume in such a short amount of time.

Faced with the droolworthy spread of temptations on display at the SF Vegan Bakesale, what else could I do? I suppose moderation and discipline might be fleeting thoughts for someone with just a hint of willpower, but in these circumstances they weren’t anywhere near my radar. I even sneaked a few nibbles of the peanut butter oatmeal cookie before paying for my haul. But before laying down the cash, there were decisions to be made. A man can only buy so many items before one of two things happen: Diabetic coma from simply being around so much sugar, or applying for GMAC financing to pay for all of the goods. Yes, decisions must be made.

So I skipped the Oreo and Mexican hot chocolate cupcakes in favor of s’mores cupcakes and a couple of minis from Sugar Beat Sweets. Yes to brownies, no to coconut chocolate peanut butter cups. Apple fritter from Pepples? Hmmmm…I wasn’t wild about their donuts, but this looked good. So did the pumpkin whoopee pies. Oh, and those white chocolate chip and macadamia cookies? Maybe I can buy the entire plate? OK, how about just two of them. Whoa!!! Did somebody just arrive with chili cheese corn doggies??? Woof!

Then it really began. It started with just a taste of this one and then a taste of that one. “Hey, did we finish that cookie already? What about the brownie? This one’s good, and this one is even better. Can I take a bath in the cupcake frosting?”

After bouncing off the walls from the sugar rush, then came the coma. “A fine time to try the chili cheese corn doggies, it is…wow, that’s good, and it doesn’t even have any sugar.” But after washing that down with a cupcake, the cupcake was washed down with the whoopee pie…things were really getting hazy. I haven’t been the same since then, but I feel my blood sugar returning to normal and will probably have to eat nothing but kale for the next week so I can detox.

Would I do it again? Without hesitation. The bakesale organizers, bakers and eaters raised $3,033 for Wildcare and Virunga National Park, so knowing that my sugar consumption helped the animals makes it all worth it.

Of course there were a few baked goods that stood above the others: The white chocolate chip macadamia cookies were soft, chewy and had just the right mix of white chocolate and nuts. Chili cheese corn doggies were delicious, and not just because they were something savory in the midst of all of the sweets. The flavor was spot on and they were perfectly baked with a little bit of tofu dog and chili in every bite.

I seem to remember the Pepples apple fritter going down pretty well despite an unusual aftertaste. (Keep in mind I was spoiled recently by Ronald’s apple fritters.) The mini cupcakes from Sugar Beat Sweets went down nicely too, although maybe a little to fast. Next time I’ll go for the full size cupcakes.

And maybe next time I’ll attempt to practice some form of restraint. But seriously, who am I kidding? If there’s any place not to practice restraint, that place would be a vegan bakesale.

For info on the next SF Vegan Bakesale check them out on Twitter. They’re looking for bakers and others who don’t mind eating themselves into a sugar coma of their own.