05/26/2026
By the end of market weekends espesially one like this past weekends we're exhausted.
The trailer is a disaster.
The bakery is somehow dirty again.
My feet hurt.
I usually smell faintly like butter and sugar.
And yet every single weekend in the spring, summer and fall we come back and do it again.
Because of the conversations.
The regular customers.
The kids excited about cookies bigger than their heads.
The people who tell us they came just for the cheesecake.
Small businesses survive because people choose them over convenience.
And we never take that lightly.
So genuinely:
Thank you for showing up for us every weekend 💛