Live.Loaf.Love

Live.Loaf.Love Homebased Bakery. For all orders, whatsapp 066 269 7786. Follow us on Instagram: .loaf.love_

20/03/2026

تَقَبَّلَ اللهُ مِنَّا وَمِنكُم

اللَّهُمَّ تَقَبَّلْ صِيَامَنَا وَقِيَامَنَا وَرُكُوعَنَا وَسُجُودَنَا بِرَحْمَتِكَ يَا أَرْحَمَ الرَّاحِمِينَ

May Allah accept! Aameen

Jazaakallah to every single one of you for your orders! Yoh! And didn't you all come through in hordes! So grateful and so thankful. May Allah bless you and your households, and may you never want for anything.

What a Ramadaan! Masha'Allah! Everything about it felt surreal. The calm. The quiet. That otherworldly peace.

So peaceful that I was falling asleep anywhere and everywhere! Whilst driving. Whilst doing quotations. Whilst on calls!

I'm tired. Next Eid, I'm gonna send you all the recipes and teach you how to bake your own things! 😂

Jazaakallah, again, for everything that you are and for everything that you've done for us.

May Allah accept from you your kindness and reward you with His Kindness.

Fee amaanillah

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30/12/2025

Sometimes growth doesn’t arrive with noise.

Sometimes it comes quietly...in lessons, in tears, in anger, in disbelief, in late nights, and... in my case, pictures in my head drawn over and over again until they finally feel and taste like home.

This little 5-inch showstopper carries that story.

A reminder that even small things can hold depth… flavour…memory.

Available in vanilla, chocolate, mint and biscoff - each one wrapped in a soft blanket of buttercream, made to be shared, savoured, remembered.

As 2025 draws to a close, I’m grateful for every challenge, every order, and the implicit and unwavering trust that you have in us.

Jazaakallah and thank you for all that you do for all of us.

We are totally indebted.

27/12/2025

Some days, grief arrives quietly. Like an empty chair at the table…like a story that rises to my lips, and then falls back, because no one would understand.

Five years feels like yesterday and forever, both at once.

I still see the space he filled in the musjid. Silent, steady, always there. A presence that said more in stillness than many speak in a lifetime.

On the outside, he was firm. Measured. Unwavering.
But beneath that stern exterior was someone soft… gentle…someone who loved deeply in ways we sometimes only understand later.

There are moments I wish I could ask his advice, hear his laughter, share the small victories and get summoned because of a failure.

"Man, man, you're a helluva chap!"

Grief doesn’t disappear. It becomes a room in the heart, filled with lessons, love, and the echo of duaas whispered for us.

Tomorrow, I will remember him, as I did, all day, every day for a whole five years and hold on to the comfort that love doesn’t end.

It just changes the way it stays with us.

(Request: Kindky recite 3 x Surah Ikhlaas, the reward of which, by the Mercy of Allah, can be passed onto my father, everyone we lost during that devastating wave of covid, and all other Marhoomeen)

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