Throughout my career, I've always been that girl.

Every office has one: a person so caught up in cupcakes, so beset with buttercream, that they arrive almost every Monday with a new confection in tow. With the pop of a tupperware lid, I would introduce my latest baking endeavor. Sometimes it was a batch of  tried and true butterscotch white chocolate cookies; other times it was hand pies or lemon bars. Even my questionable attempts at Banoffee pie or chocolate coconut cake were met with appreciation, and the joy that I felt watching people enjoy something that I made was a feeling I savored.

A feeling that never went away.

After ten years of baking after business hours, I decided to start Sugarette City, a one-woman macaron operation. My obsession with macarons began during a honeymoon in Montmartre and stretched into our modest Lynnwood kitchen. After perfecting a cookie recipe, I worked to find flavors and fillings that would generate the same warm and fuzzy feeling of sweets past. I looked for local ingredients to fold into ganache or whip into egg whites. I experimented with spices and textures. After a while, I could look at almost anything and imagine a macaron, and that sprinkle of an idea became Sugarette City.   

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Although I've honed my baking skills and polished up the presentation, I'm still that girl who wants to make someone smile with a cookie. Make yourself at home and explore a little piece of Paris and a big dream of mine. Welcome to Sugarette City!