I’m going to get sappy here for a minute.

Being able to share the breads and pastries I love to bake has been my dream for more than 20 years. It took me until I was 48 years old to muster the guts to open this little bakery and put up our first Facebook post offering a Thanksgiving tart, dragging my wonderful and supportive husband along for the ride. That post was the longest and shortest 5 months of my life ago.

Since then, we've had some of the most amazing days in the kitchen of this historic 1871 house. They have been filled with our sleep deprived gumption and giddy happy dances. While they haven't all been blissful, or even sane, I would not trade one crazy moment. Everyday, the best moments come from handing each of you something we've put so much care into. Everyday, you all make my crazy days joyful.

5 months ago we took a big gulp and dove in, head and heart first. 5 months ago, I was just a girl who loved to bake. Today, I realize, what I love even more is baking for you. I just want to take this moment to thank you all, I am so humbled to have you want to be a part of this dream.