In 2019, I was looking for treats for my son’s third birthday at daycare. Nothing felt quite right. So I made myself a promise: next year, I’d make them.
I spent nearly two months testing recipes before his next birthday. The cupcakes were a hit, and suddenly I couldn’t stop experimenting. My husband’s coworkers became my unofficial tasting panel, and eventually a friend asked me to make two cakes.
I nearly quit two days before that first order. Instead, I stayed up for two nights, finished the cakes, and realized I wanted to do it all over again. Maybe with a little more sleep.






