05/10/2026
Some things carry love long after someone is gone. 🤍
My mom loved my sourdough bread more than anyone — fresh from the oven and always made with care. After losing her, it feels right to keep baking and continue a small piece of what she loved so much.
Starting today, I’ll be selling my homemade sourdough at her farmstand in her memory. Every loaf is made with love, gratitude, and a little piece of her spirit. 🕊️🍞
I hope when you take a loaf home, you feel a bit of the warmth she gave to everyone around her.
DM to reserve your own freshly baked loaf.
