Here’s a snippet of some of the things I will discuss further in my book about our family bakery operation and our family life.
Our family bakery was open Mondays through Saturdays from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. The hours of operation changed one time per year. We closed the bakery during the summer for family time, the annual two-week closure was important, considering the many hours that the entire family and non family members dedicated to the business.
My Fathers Presence
Growing up I missed my father presence (at home). He worked six to seven days a week (and) about 12 to 14 hours a day. We had to be super quiet during the day, so he could sleep, which was very hard to do. I have learned no one appreciates or values the labor involved in a product when you make everything from scratch and you do not use equipment to do the work for you. My father’s feet, legs, hands were in pain all the time. My uncle had back injuries from heavy lifting too.
Our family bakery had dedicated daily customers, even if it was for a cheap cup of coffee. We had a steady flow of repeat customers that lived locally. A lot of our repeat customers where state workers. The state workers would order in advance and then pick up their orders on their way to their office meeting. We also had customers that would travel from San Francisco and Reno that would come to purchase our baked goods.
There was this precious lady by the name of Kim that would decorate cakes for all sorts of events from birthdays, graduations, anniversaries to weddings. She produced some amazing cakes. I enjoyed watching her make roses and decorate the children’s cakes. It takes patience and perfection to achieve a masterpiece like hers.
I often think about being patient as I live out my life daily. If I ask God to slow my roll, I will be able to do things slow! Patience has always been a struggle for me because, I had so many responsibilities from a young age.