Since I was a child, I remember waking up Christmas morning to the smell of rich cocoa, roasted nuts, and vanilla. Although the memory was so long ago, it still lives on until this day. My mother and grandmother are the hearts and passion for the reason I bake today. Each baked good was inspired by the sweet smells and textures of fresh ingredients from the chickens that laid the eggs to the butter that churned to the stories of collecting sugar canes in the fields of Texas. I will continue to embrace this legacy and hope to share with others from my home to yours.