A Family Mission Takes Flight
Word spread quickly through local mom groups, and suddenly my home kitchen couldn't keep up with demand. Cookies and brownies covered every surface. My grandmother helped bake. My mother and aunt packed orders. My older children assisted with packaging. My husband made USPS runs with our newborn in tow.
As orders multiplied beyond what our family could handle, we moved to a commercial kitchen where we could make twenty dozen cookies at once – though scheduling enough baking time became our new challenge.
This truly was a family business born from compassion – every cookie and brownie handcrafted with the understanding that on the other end was a mother desperate for the same support I once needed.