The first time I walked into a restaurant seeking a job in the kitchen I had only home experience under my belt, and was sent kindly but firmly packing. Determined to prove myself, I spent the night baking and delivered a selection the next day. The following afternoon, I had a job. 

Thus began my adventure in food, which took an untraditional route as I pursued my love in the moonlight while working in advertising and marketing during the day. 

In late 2017, I moved back to Canada from San Francisco, and decided to abandon everything I knew for true love, romantically and professionally. Whipped & Beaten Bakeshop is just getting started, but it has been nearly a decade in the making. I can't wait to see what the future holds.

Making ricotta

Lemon and blue