I grew up in a house where cookies meant Chips Ahoy and cakes meant the local bakery–we really never baked anything from scratch. Once I moved out and was on my own, I learned the joys of being in the kitchen and working with my hands. I fell in love with a handsome man and we made lots of cookies together. He proposed, I fell in love with a red Kitchenaid mixer–and here we are!
See that cookie in my hands? I made over 1,000 sugar cookies for my wedding (we only had 100 guests!) Each guest went away with a tiered sugar cookie and enough sugar to cause diabetic shock. I thought I’d never want to make (or see, or eat) another cookie for the rest of my life. Of course…that didn’t last long.
I love to cook, but I especially love to bake. I love to create in my kitchen. I’m Italian, and grew up believing that food is love. I haven’t given up on that yet and I hope to spend many more years in my kitchen, creating wonderful cookies, cakes, and candy with love.
If you’re looking for something tasty for yourself or a loved one, I’d love to hear from you!
“Sometimes me think what is love, and then me think love is what a cookie is for. Me give up the last cookie for you.”
~ Cookie Monster