This little light of mine

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Show me that my name was beautiful because I saw it in myself
— Kody

Hey guys, 

I hope that you've found the curiosity to venture over this this post because of something you saw on social media or an email you've received from me.  

I would like to welcome you all to learning more about who I am as and artist. I realized when I started my instagram post there was no way I could possible share everything all in one post. So to that, right here, right now. I'm choosing to write at least one personal post a month. I think that's something I can manage. 

I've been having a lot of dreams of making cakes for celebrities and/or their little babes. I not completely sure why but it's pretty awesome. It may have something to do with me closing my orders to take time for myself to learn some new skills. I've been wanting to move from being just a baker and really get into cake artistry. Cakes seem to be a game changer for me so I'm going there with it.  

I did some digging and there aren't many black women cake artist/designers, shit or bakers out there in the states or many other nations. I think I want to be that. At least right now that's how I feel. I might change my mind. --I've changed my mind before many times and I use to be afraid to do that because I felt like I would be too far behind. Having that fear is what actually left me behind in the past so I'm not doing that anymore. I'm going with the flow so the speak. 

Enough about my current thoughts I'm sure you want to know more of how I got to be where I am.

Well as a little one, I think my aunt is the one who made me want to learn how to cook. She often took us to the library to check out books and one of her favorite sections was non fiction- cookbooks. My fondest memory with my aunt was when she rented a William Sonoma soup cookbook and she made the lobster bisque recipe from the book. She served it up and a bowl and I was the only one in the kitchen at the time  she place the bowl on the table in front of me. I was in awe of it. I've never had lobster before at this time. I was pretty young maybe in middle school. I was the most beautiful, scrumptious thing I've ever tasted and now that I'm thinking about it I need to find that recipe and veganize it. That bowl of soup literally changed my life. I felt so fancy eating it, it was beautifully plated. I didn't know what I did to deserve something so glorious. I felt important, she made me feel like I was enough in that small little moment of something that we do so casually. To me sharing a meal with someone is one to be mindful, cooking a meal for someone needs to me preformed in the kindest, loving energy. That's how I live and what I practice in my everyday life. 

In my college years I learned a few tricks and cooked for myself and friends. I lived about 1000 miles away from home and I needed to learn how to feed myself. It was a strange time, in a new odd city (Tampa) that was far too hot in the summer but I had made some great friends from my classes and roommates and we traded techniques with one another and soon found that it was more affordable to have house meals. I could cook, but I was put on sweets duty because I had a way with them. Probably too good of a way, lets just say the freshmen 15 is real. About a year after I started collage I became a vegetarian. I just couldn't eat meat anymore, I didn't want to either. I lost 11 lbs pretty fast and felt better is just a few days after I stopped eating meat- what a feeling. Enough about my diet, more about what I studied. In college it was all about fashion. I majored in fashion design and creative marketing and wanted so badly to be a designer. My plan was to move to NYC and live with my bestie, get an awesome internship... that wasn't at all what happened. So why are you baking now if you wanted to be a fashion designer you ask?

 

When I moved back home to Columbia, MD I started to bake a lot of cookies, when I moved back to Tampa I started to baked a little bit of everything. I found that baking helped me when I was feeling sad and I just needed to get up and do something positive. I baked so much that I eventually became a baker at a local cafe. There is where I became vegan (meat was a no go) and the staff and I slowly transitioned the baked goods to be 100% vegan as well. It was such a learning experience for me. When I left the cafe, I didn't stop baking. I baked when I was bored, when I was happy, when I was sad and when there was nothing better to do. My business wouldn't start until later after a visit to Chicago, where they have wonderful coffee shops walking distance from where I stayed with vegan doughnuts. We're talking real doughnuts not the fake baked ones that people claim are doughnuts when they are really just cake! This was about 3 years ago when being vegan was a super challenge in Tampa and it really hasn't changed much. Anywho I just had to figure out how to bridge the gap here and I did for a while but I got burnt out but that's a story for another day. I started to share my food stories on instagram and when I started to share my doughnuts the response was wild! Eventually we became regulars at the Tampa Indie Flea, I had the time of my life. I was really a great time for us and Alevri Marketplace.  

 

Okay, I'll end it here for today and I hope you found something in this

 

 

Love & light. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dawn Konofaos