Mommy’s Yummy Bread: Baking in Sweatpants Is Still Baking

Let’s clear something up.

This bread is not made in a spotless kitchen with a linen apron and soft music playing. It’s made between school drop-offs, dinner prep, and “Mom, where are my shoes?”

I bake in sweatpants. Sometimes with my hair in a messy bun. Always with love.

Perfection Is Overrated

My bread isn’t identical. My process isn’t glamorous. And my kitchen is usually a disaster.

But it’s real.

It’s intentional.

And it’s made with care.

That’s the energy I want this micro-bakery to carry.