I'm not sure how I fell into baking.

Part of me thinks it was passed on through my grandmother and my mother, both of whom loved to cook. Except I don’t like to cook. The other part of me thinks it indulges my OCD - which I find more believable. Or maybe moving to Brooklyn had something to do with it. I don't know.

But I do love baking for other people so here we are. Welcome to The Cakery.

The premise is simple: I bake three different cakes every month because we’re greedy and we want it all. Once they're gone, they're gone. I'm never making them again... maybe. And it’s all cake - no cupcakes, no brownies, no muffins. Just cake. Simple cakes. Nothing fancy.

So consider me your personal baker (and delivery man since I’ll be hand-delivering the cakes myself) and consider The Cakery the next time you need to bring something other than wine to a dinner party… or a housewarming or a little get-together or just because.

Remember, not everybody loves wine but everybody loves cake.