About Copper Kettle Bakery

I grew up in South Wales, where early mornings were spent in the kitchen. My mum Eileen and grandmother Irene were kneading dough for bread and warming the griddle for our morning Welsh Cakes. I loved to help them cut the circles of dough. Even today, the smell of allspice and cinnamon takes me back to the warmth of that kitchen filled with love. My mother used to take me to a café in our village that served tea, Welsh Cakes, and other sweet breads. They filled every teapot with boiling water straight out of their giant "copper" kettle. As a child, I told my mum: “one day, I am going to open a bakery and call it Copper Kettle Bakery.” We always dreamed we would do it together but living 3,000 miles away from each other made it simply impossible to do. My mum passed away in June of 2013 and shortly thereafter I was laid off. I then found myself craving the taste of Welsh Cakes and began griddling them every morning for my sons, Miles and Noah. Then I began griddling them for neighbors and friends. As requests grew, I realized I had found my calling. In the fall of 2013, I made it official by opening Copper Kettle Bakery and I have never looked back. We hope you enjoy our of products as much as we enjoy bringing them to you. Read their story