10/15/2026
🍪🤎 THURSDAY STORY TIME: The Baker Behind the Business
I’m busy in the kitchen baking today, but I thought we’d do a little Thursday story time for those of you who may not know the girl behind all these cookies! 🥹
I grew up in a little town called Mount Carmel, Illinois, where I lived until my husband and I moved to Evansville, Indiana, in 2019. Southern Illinois will always hold such a special place in my heart because it’s where my roots are, where I was raised, and where so much of who I am today began.
My granny and papa raised me, and if you know me, you know just how much they meant to me. My love for baking, especially bread, started with my granny. She made the best homemade bread and biscuits. She was from Louisiana, so I like to joke that cooking for people is just in my blood. 🤎
My granny was the kind of woman who loved having a house full of people. She would cook enough food to feed an army and make sure there was always something left to take to the neighbors. She showed her love through food, and looking back now, I realize just how much of that I’ve carried with me. Before becoming a baker, I actually worked in the medical field for five years. Never in a million years would I have imagined myself being a stay-at-home mama baking bread for my community, but now I truly couldn’t imagine my life any other way.
After losing my grandparents and my dad, and walking through the heartbreak of infertility, I found myself needing something. Something to keep my hands busy, give my mind a little peace, and bring some joy back into my days.
And somehow, that something became baking.
What started as making a few little treats here and there quickly turned into people I had never even met messaging me asking if they could order something. Before I knew it, I was taking a leap of faith and turning a little hobby into a business.
And here we are, a year and a half later. 🥹
I still have moments where I look around my kitchen and can’t believe this is my life. I can’t believe the number of people who have trusted me to make treats for their birthdays, holidays, celebrations, and all the little moments in between.
Outside of baking, my husband and I have been together for 11 years. We have a sweet 6-year-old daughter, and our family has grown even more with the addition of three precious foster babies. Our home is full, our days are busy, and life is definitely a little chaotic sometimes, but I wouldn’t trade it. ❤️
I think the part that means the most to me is that this business has given me a way to love on people the same way my granny always did. Whether it’s a box of cookies, a little extra treat tucked into an order, or simply being able to give back to someone in our community, I hope that a little piece of her love lives on through what I do.
I never expected something that started during one of the hardest seasons of my life to turn into something so beautiful.Grief has a funny way of changing you. Sometimes, in the middle of all that hurt, you find a purpose you never even knew you were looking for.
And for me, that purpose came with a little flour, sugar, butter, and a whole lot of love.
So if you’ve ever ordered from me, shared a post, recommended me to a friend, or simply cheered me on from the sidelines, thank you. Truly.
You’re not just supporting a little home bakery. You’re supporting a mama, a family, a dream I never saw coming, and a little girl who grew up watching her granny love people through food.
And I hope somewhere up there, my granny, papa, and dad are looking down and smiling at what this little hobby has become. 🤎
Thank you for letting me be your bread lady. 🥹🍞
