I learned how to bake when I was a little girl from watching and helping my dad and aunt at our farm on the weekends. The smell of brown sugar and butter would hit you as soon as you opened the door and it just felt like home. I can close my eyes now as I bake in my own kitchen and it takes me back. Throughout the years, I’ve enjoyed baking here and there for my family at holidays. I only decided to pursue this little bakery after welcoming my little girl (who is now not so little) in hopes of sharing that same feeling with her and now her younger sister.