Art & Cake. A thank you to my customers
Hello everyone, I hope you all are happy & well! Just peeking in to say Hi & inform you all that Miz.Cakez is still creating beautifully delicious cakes. I took the summer off to learn more skills to elevate my craft, as well as working on some other interest I have.
Actually, I have my spoon in an other big pot of deliciousness. You may be thinking how will this chic manage another pot, job, kid or add to her already hectic schedule, especially with the kitchen being hot from the oven?? I’m far from worried about this pot, because it’s an old-fashioned Magnalite Pot, it does not stick or burn even under high heat and I got this lol. Plus, I’m accustomed to being in a hot kitchen, so a pot of goodness won’t add to the sweat on my brow. I’m not rushing the cooking time, it all about letting the process happen. When it’s done it will be so good, that I will not only lick the spoon, but the fork, knife, plate and pot. Oh, let me not forget about my cake bowl, that will get licked clean as well. Lol
This will be the start of greatness and satisfaction that one gets from patience and hard work! I’m excited!!
I’m in the process of acquiring backers & planning an event at an art gallery in New Orleans which will showcase “Art & Cake”, that’s right you will actually eat some of the art you see. Beautiful and yummy, yessss. lol
I’m in Little Canada, MN for some weeks spending time with my family. I have a few slots for orders for my MNfaves 😉. Even if you don’t have cake need feel free to hit me up just to chat. I love and miss my Minnesota Family, you guys gave me a chance, allowed me to make mistakes and encouraged me to keep on creating! I wouldn’t be Miz. Cakez without yall!
In the meantime I’m blogging, baking and creating. Feel free to check out my blog!!
Thank you all for your love, support and encouragement! 🤗
Eat Cake 😚🍰 #MizCakez #Nolachic
Native of New Orleans, who endured 20yrs cruel Minnesota Cold, I decided at 42yrs old it was time to pack up my then 6yr old and come back to my roots. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a preterm 2lb baby girl born with a disability. With the help of my mother who had her own struggles. We survived the obstacles laid before us. I'm the proud mother of three children with two failed adoptions, as well as a grandmother of three, two grandsons and a granddaughter. I survived two abusive marriages. I successfully ran a soulfood restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I started creating custom cakes after the murder of my beloved cousin Melvin Paul. He survived Katrina only to go to Minneapolis six months later to be murdered over a parking spot dispute. I put my all into my cake business over the years as House of Cakes was started right out of my house in honor of him. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, foster/adoptive mother at that, being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me in a sense; but most of it poisoned my heart and soul. I had a broken heart and I felt deep down the only way to repair it was to get back to my roots, my soul, my home, myself, my New Orleans. I'm here and I'm loving it. Even being in the so called Blighted Area of New Orleans and not having all the financial and material security, I'm happy. I am determined that She, yes New Orleans is a woman is just like me; together we will overcome and will rise from all that tried to kill our spirit. Nothing like starting from the bottom and making your way back up! I'm down in the boot, but I know I have a nice floppy hat awaiting my destiny...