21/05/2026
The first thing I baked after walking away from the bakery world at the end of ‘24 wasn't some fancy a*s, elaborate recipe. It was these cute little rainbow chocolate chip cookies.
A major chapter of my life had just ended and I was in a really dark place. I was isolating myself, hurting, and desperately mourning a life I felt like I had no right to miss. Emotions can be confusing and terrible little f*ckers like that.
Then one night, I decided to bake just to tell myself “You don’t feel like yourself right now, but underneath all of this, you are still YOU.” So I dusted off the ol kitchen aid and made the cookies.
After 11 years in a commercial kitchen, my instinct was to move as fast as possible through every single task. But while making these cookies I forced myself to slow down. I treated the recipe like a therapy session. Every step was my way of saying to myself “You’re good. You’ll be good.”
They didn’t turn out how I wanted, but they made me smile when I desperately needed to. Those cookies were unknowingly my first step to finding my way back to myself 🖤🌈
