I love baking. Not because I want to impress anyone — but because it feels like a warm hug in the form of a dessert. When I imagine being with my man, I see myself preparing his favorite treat after a long day — maybe soft vanilla cupcakes, cinnamon rolls straight from the oven, or something chocolatey that melts in the mouth and in the heart.

There’s something deeply intimate about watching someone enjoy what you made just for them. It’s not about sugar — it’s about care.
Sometimes I dream of waking you up on a lazy Sunday with the smell of fresh pastries and a kiss on the cheek. Would that make your day a little sweeter?