It was all
a dream.
It all began in New Orleans, Louisiana, where my paternal grandmother was born. She would go on to become a wife, mother of seven, grandmother, sister, auntie, and friend—the original girl boss. From cooking and baking to keeping a household running, she did it all with love and unwavering dedication.
Her tireless work ethic is in my blood. What started as a simple side hustle—baking—soon grew into a passion I didn’t know I was missing. It became more than just a business; it became a tribute to the legacy of strong women before me.
I would insert a photo of us, but she’s a true Creole Queen. “Little girl, don’t be putting no picture of me on no Facebook or nothin!” So for now, please enjoy another photo of our OG pound cake.