Our Story
For so very long, I felt lost and out of place, wondering how I fit in and where in this world I belonged.
I tried many things, don't get me wrong, and some went better than others, but through it all, through all the years, baking cookies was what always felt like home to me, what always brought me peace and joy.
It's not by accident either, I suppose.
Childhood memories of my grandma baking cookies and cakes in her tiny kitchen, often me hovering over her, watching, learning how it's done in a way where measuring cups and measuring spoons were optional tools. She knew exactly how much just by feel, intuition and experience. She knew because every batch was filled with as much care as it was flour and sugar. Mostly though, I could feel the same peace and joy in her when she baked that I feel to this very day in myself when I do.
You see, in my family, these treats were an expression of love, and I carry this belief with me still.
So, ever since I was kid, I dreamed of sharing this love with as many people as possible. I've dreamed of opening a cookie bakery where the smell of fresh cookies could make people smile, make people happy, bring people together.
We need more of this in the world.
But many years have passed since those days in the kitchen with my grandma. And chasing this dream hasn’t been easy. In fact, I gave up on it too many times to count.
I was too scared.
I was filled with too much doubt.
I wondered if I was good enough.
So many excuses, and so many reasons to give up.
And, honestly, I still fight these feelings today at times.
But I kept baking, for family and friends and anyone else I could. I had to. And every batch brought me closer, built my confidence, and dusted off the dream that I could create a place filled with warmth, laughter, love and the perfect cookie.
I'm not there yet, admittedly, but for the first time, I believe I will get there — that we will get there — together.
Because for me, this dream isn’t just about baking — it’s about making the world a better place, one cookie at a time.
— John