“Life’s too short to compromise your cookies.”
My grandfather was a baker. My great grandfather was a baker. And when I surprised my brother with biscotti one birthday, I became a baker, too. He said I’d be crazy not to go into business, then added a really bad pun about there being a lot of dough in it.
Success is great, but baking is more of a passion for me. There’s nothing more rewarding than taking a decade’s old handwritten recipe, making it your own, then imagining your children and grandchildren standing right where you are now, smiling in anticipation of that first, fresh-out-of-the-oven bite.
My kitchen is located in Plainville, Connecticut, not too far from home, because as a Mom, I believe that everyone should maintain a healthy balance in life. Health and balance are also why we insist upon using the freshest, purest ingredients, sourced locally wherever possible, and why we try to have fun while we work—grooving to “granola” rock, naturally..
Above all, we insist on only making treats that we like. Life’s too short to compromise your cookies.