The Baklava Story and Vision

The scent still lingers...I see my mother, basking in the kitchen's glow, brushing brilliant, paper-thin sheets of phyllo dough. The air, thick with the sweet scent of spices swirling, promised magic. After hours of patiently painting pastry, a warm, wonderful wave of freshly baked baklava would arrive, often met with a comforting cup of Bird’s custard.

For me, baklava brings back bright bursts of childhood – but more than that, it embodies my mother's unique way. Her recipe wasn't just about taste; it was a testament to treating ourselves tenderly. She chose nourishing, natural ingredients like mesmeric olive oil and pure honey, ensuring every bite was the healthiest, tastiest Mediterranean treasure possible.

This conscious commitment deepened after she bravely survived breast cancer in the late 80s. Her cooking became a celebration of life, a dedicated devotion to wholesome, vibrant ingredients. Though she fought fiercely, the cancer eventually returned, and we said goodbye a few years later.

Yet, her spirit, her mesmeric culinary manifestations, never faded. I've often reminisced, standing in the echo of her kitchen, remembering those incredible tastes. Bend Baklava is born from that memory – a dedication to my mother and her unwavering focus on food that nurtures. It felt only natural, honoring her legacy, to perfect a version that embraces everyone: I'm incredibly proud to offer vibrant vegan Baklava, crafted with the same care and conscious ingredients.