Introduction to The Cupcake Diaries
We had been waiting for years for this day to come, and to say we had butterflies fluttering in our stomachs is putting it mildly. Technically, we'd been dreaming of this day since we were young girls baking cupcakes in our grandma Babee's kitchen in Hamilton, Ontario. Everything we learned about baking we learned from her. We would stand beside her at the kitchen counter as she worked her magic. We remember her in her royal blue dress with large white polka dots and one of her many Greek aprons with beautiful flower embroidery lining its edges, her hair tied back in a white kerchief. She taught us how to cream butter and sugar together to make cakes and how to properly knead dough to make bread. We watched her, mesmerized.
Babee passed away at the age of eighty-two, when we were in high school. We miss her every day, and we realize now what a wonderful gift she gave us. Not just cherished memories and delicious recipes, but an absolute passion for baking. How much of a passion? Well, we gave up our steady and stable jobs in fashion and finance to open a bakery! It took us two years to make up our minds to go for it (a lot of people told us we were crazy!) and six months to sign a lease on a tiny-yet-charming town house tucked away on a side street in one of Washington, DC's most historic neighborhoods.
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