Tracing Generations of Sweet Traditions Across Ten Family-Owned Bakeries in Arizona

My husband knows the rule: never take me grocery shopping when I’m hungry, and never, under any circumstances, hide the pastries. I have a massive soft spot for old-school bakeries, the ones with scratched glass display cases, handwritten price tags, and folks behind the counter who treat you like long-lost family. Those places just don’t pop up overnight, they are built on decades of flour, sweat, family arguments over icing recipes, and a whole lot of love. I recently set out on a quest