I grew up in a middle class suburb. I met my future husband in college. At the time, I was unsure of a career. When I was 21, my partner and I became pregnant. I had my first son at 22. My second at 23. I had my daughter at 26 and my second daughter at 27. Suddenly, I had no advantage. I was filling out paperwork for food stamps and medicaid. I was looking for apartments that would accept a large family and still be affordable all while not ending up in a bad neighborhood.
By the age of 3 I taught my first son how to read. I made my children do scholastic workbooks grades above their level and listen to classical music. I took them to playgroups and to parks. I took them to everything I could that was free. I kept teaching them, opening their mind, putting everything I had into making them smart and happy. I sacrificed everything I had to give my kids everything. I sacrificed myself. I suffered 3 miscarriages. The first one caused severe hemorrhaging and near death. It was a long recovery. Cut to 5 years later and I still deal with the loss. My marriage ended, but thankfully my kids are awesome.
Today, I am a single mom. The economy is different. My resume sucks because I was a mom. Employers want their employees to hit the ground running. I don’t have consistent job history. What I can do is bake. What I can do is bake desserts that are vegan and gluten free. I love it passionately and it’s what I am really good at.
Doughnuts, doughnuts, doughnuts. My style of baking is vegan gluten free street style. I love doughnuts, sweet and salty, I love creating these amazing tasting beautiful works of art. Like my new popcorn cinnamon sugar doughnut drizzled with chocolate. Completely non-GMO, soy free, wheat and gluten free, egg, dairy free, chemical free. Sing, sing, sing it’s a beautiful thing. My dream is that people are lined outside my shop for an amazing unique doughnut that is free of crap.