Meet… Giti Fredman  

My mother encouraged my baking, signing me up for Sunday baking clubs in elementary school and a professional cake decorating course in high school. That inspired me to take my desserts to the next level. My mother let me have free reign in the kitchen, even though I was messy, and I would regularly make desserts for Shabbos, Yom Tov, and simchahs.

When I was in tenth grade, my Bobbie was nifteres, and I inherited her Kitchen Aid mixer. With it, I continued to hone the talent she had seen in me.

I was so into my baking that once, at parent-teacher conferences, the principal told my mother that I should apply myself to academics, suggesting that I study more and bake less. My mother came home from conferences and hid Bobbie’s mixer.

Well, I found it and kept baking.