they rented a great entrepreneur's kitchen space off northern boulevard, near 37th avenue. i loved the raw, industrial look of the kitchen, and its oversized mixers and dishwashers, the walk-in ovens and freezers. and i loved the energy of working late-night (to some good/bad radio, courtesy of wplj). add the sweet smell of baking chocolate (and bonus taste testing, and take home goodies), and it seemed not like "work" at all.
(though the team churned out hundreds of treats in only a few hours.)






shh! sneaking in a taste...


shh! sneaking in a taste...
they are strict about enforcing all the proper commercial kitchen rules -- they made me wear a super -sexy hairnet and i didn't even participate in the baking (though i couldn't resist, and pitched in toward the end).