My Story
Baked at home, shared with the neighborhood.
Baking started as my mom's plan to get a shy kid out of her shell — peanut butter cookies, handed out to family and friends every year. The batches (and the friends) just kept growing.
Somewhere along the way, cookies turned into cakes, and "forcibly" talking to people turned into a real passion. I love seeing the excitement on someone's face when they get their order.
So after a lot of back-and-forth, I'm finally taking the leap to see where this goes. After all, baking is a whisky business.
— Alex
