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Our Story

Named after the first home we shared.

Little Olive Street started in a condo kitchen, baking for my husband's crazy sweet tooth.

It's named after the first home we shared together, a little street where I started making him treats every single week, just because.

He'd ask for something, and I couldn't wait to try it. My mom's recipes got mixed in, then my grandmother's, until it turned into a little bakery.

What began as a weekly habit in our first kitchen turned into the thing people asked me to bring to every gathering. Then it turned into the thing people asked to buy. The name stuck because the feeling never changed: a full table, a good dessert, and someone asking, "wait, where did you get this?"

These days the recipes keep growing. But if you want a plain cookie or a grocery store sheet cake, you're in the wrong place. Everything here is decadent, rich, and over the top.

I'm always chasing the next idea, taking something classic and giving it a twist. Little Olive Street is where you come to be wow'd. Every single time.

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Classic flavors
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Beautiful presentation
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Dependable service
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