ABOUT THE SWEETNESS
So let’s take a stroll down memory lane, shall we?
Being told that, no, I could not get an Easy Bake Oven. I was perfectly capable of using a real oven.
My sister and I making our first cake without Mom’s help when I was about 5 or 6. It was a box mix. We tried to make neon icing. We iced the cake while it was still warm. We used those creepy clown heads and balloons to decorate it. It was horrendous but tasted good. I think.
Making old fashion cake donuts with Grandma every fall so my Dad and Uncle could eat them while making hay or combining. I still use the same recipe as a base for all my cake donuts today.
Watching Mom mix buns by hand and stealing pieces of the dough to eat when she wasn’t looking.
Cracking open the most trusted cookbook in our home, “The Mennonite Treasury,” looking for the fanciest dessert I could find (chiffon cake), and then making every variation over and over until my Dad told me to stop because he was sick of eating it.
Baking is a part of me. As many times as I have stepped away from it in an effort to be healthier, I’ve always come back because it speaks to me of comfort and love. Of Home.
Now all these years later I use the knowledge of my childhood, my time at baking school, and my time in bakeries and restaurants to create for you.
For your birthdays.
For your most special moments to share with family and friends.
For your lazy Saturday mornings at the Farmer’s Market.
I want you to experience the playfulness and beauty that baking has brought to my life.
I look forward to baking for you!