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2016 - That's how the cookie crumbled ...


Hmmm.

So, it's been nearly a year? 

My resolutions and good intentions don't seem to count for much, do they?

All I can say is that stuff happened. And look marginally shame-faced, at least. 

Anyway, if there is anyone left to read this, I thought I'd pop by, wish you a Happy New 2017, and show a few highlights of our 2016. 

It's been a busy - and complex - year.

Our coffee shop is still there, nestled in the heart of Whitchurch in Cardiff.

We still specialise in artisan cakes and sweet treats (yeah - get me - I think I've started to value my 'talent' sufficiently to call it artisan). 

We do other things though, such as paninis and home made soup, and aim to use local Welsh food producers where we can. Our bread is from Brutons - one of the oldest bakeries in Cardiff - and our meat comes from a farm in the Vale of Glamorgan sold at our local butcher. I use Bacheldre Mill flour for baking. Welsh and proud.  All good, all good.


Birthday Cake Order - Fresh Raspberry Buttercream on a Dark Chocolate Sponge
We've continued to receive fantastic feedback via Facebook and Trip Adviser reviews. And we feel part of the community - something we're honoured by - sufficiently to have received so many heartfelt Christmas and New Year wishes it's been amazingly touching. 


Wedding Favours - 140 'Thank You' Cookies
We've been part of birthdays, weddings and funerals. It still amazes me that people choose us to provide the cake for their events.


Fresh Strawberry Cupcakes with handmade decorations - just because
There have been low points. One of our local competitors yet again trying to mess around with our suppliers. A leaking roof our landlord was slow to fix. Some sad person nicking our summer hanging baskets.  

There have been funny points, too. The toddler whose interest in the cafe toy box led to him taking rather too close a look, little legs waving in the air. The lady who thought a whole cake was available to buy for the cost of a slice. (Really? I mean, Really???)

60th Birthday Cake
During the last twelve months, we've raised around £1,500 for local charities, through coffee mornings, afternoon teas, donations and cookie sales.


Our Bobath Bear Cookies - all proceeds go to Bobath Cynru


And yep, I've had a whale of a time experimenting with bakes. 

Cookies 'n' Cream Cake


Carrot Cake with Pecans and St Clements Frosting

Lemon and Poppyseed Cupcakes
We've got some exciting plans going forward to 2017.

Part of that includes me returning to blogging. And I've got some great ideas for posts. 

Exciting times. 

So have a happy - and safe - New Year.

See you on the other side.

Susie xx

Comments

  1. Happy new year, Susie! Lovely to see you pop up in my blog reader. Your baking looks as beautiful and delicious as ever. Hope 2017 treats you and your business well :)

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    1. Thanks Jo! Happy New Year to you too - hope you have a fab 2017 😄 x

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  2. Happy New Year Susie - so excited to see a post from you pop up. Really glad to hear that things are going well and your baking looks as gorgeous as ever. Best of luck for 2017!

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    1. Hi Lucy - thank you! 😄 happy New Year to you, too. Hope 2017 brings joy. x

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  3. So glad it's going well but not surprised - your cakes look amazing! I look forward to seeing what's coming up this year and will definitely try and visit next time I'm in Cardiff!

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