the bakery that, shall we say, "catered" my bday party thanks to J's brilliance and spot-on instincts about my preferences, was featured on NPR today. or at least, the owner was, and most awkwardly, the name of the bakery was never mentioned. apparently kick-ass is a naughty word on the radio.
not only is the owner beautiful and a damn good baker, shes an inspiration in terms of working and studying various angles of her business until she knew she could be her own boss and then going out and DOING it and doing it with what my mom would call 'whimsy'... i mean stout and chocolate cupcakes? lemon ginger with snarky fortune's imbedded in the frosting? cinnamon bun? fantastic! so much joy in every bite!
AND now that i know who she is, im 90 percent sure she's the person who delivered the tower (literally) of cupcakes in the kickassmobile to my house personally on a saturday. talk about hard work.
i want to be her.
i also want to eat every cupcake in the background
every
one... yeeesss
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