Two sisters. Three wishes.

Jeanie and Patti are twin sisters and BSN nurses in Southern California. They spend their days caring for patients — and their nights and early mornings preheating ovens.

For years, they were the ones who baked. For their units. For their coworkers. For office celebrations and organizations like Planned Parenthood. The batches kept getting bigger, the requests kept coming, and eventually the question stopped being would you bake for us and became where can we order?

So they answered it. Jeanie, founder, runs the cookies and bars — big, bakery-style, crisp at the edge and molten in the middle. Patti, co-founder, is the bread half: one long-fermented sourdough bake a month, made the way bread used to be made.

Our founder is named Jeanie. The bakery grants wishes. Some things are simply meant to be.

And then there's George.

Every bakery has a most loyal customer. Ours is a rescue dog named George, co-parented by both sisters, who has never once missed a bake. He supervises from his post on the couch — close enough to smell everything, far enough to touch nothing — and has strong, unspoken opinions about the lemon loaf.

He has yet to be granted a wish. He remains hopeful.