Meet Dawn

Baking is a ritual of mine. I learned to bake at a young age from my Aunt Angela, who taught me many things. She took me to many places, and she still does.

As a young adult living on my own for the first time, I think I felt what may have been depression and anxiety at times. I would comfort myself by doing something creative. Sometimes that would lead me to the kitchen and other times to my sewing machine. I realized my love for baking at that time. Mostly because I majored in fashion, so baking was more of an escape.  It wasn't that I loved eating treats, which I did. It was more about giving to others and realizing that something I made to comfort myself was also doing the same for them. It's a cool kind of human thing; we all need a hug sometimes.

As I grew older, I felt more compelled to cook for myself, take things slow, and cut out the quick, fast, and the hurry from my life's routine, practice this slow living thing everyone is so crazy about these days (but before it was cool), as a vegan you are kinda forced to anyhow. Either way, my sweet escapes led me to the kitchen more and more, and I began to post my little creations on the gram. First,it started as a vegan food thing. I was sharing photos of my handmade vegan cheeses, special dinners, and colorful lunches, and it was great. Then something happened. I couldn't get a decent doughnut around here, and I needed it for some reason. I went to the kitchen and made some with my friend Karrie, and you know what? They were everything! That's when I knew I had something special that I needed to share with everyone. That's when my little self-care practice became more than just something I did to make myself feel better. So sometimes something profound happens to you and your whole life changes, but for me, my life was positively altered by doughnuts, and I think that's pretty damn serendipitous.

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