It was just another afternoon in the kitchen of a small town in the northwest of the United States, where a family’s Bundt Cake has been a staple for generations.
But the family’s history is long and complicated.
“This is what makes the family, this is what made the family a family,” says Michael Brown, the family patriarch.
“I’m just trying to find out who they are.”
Michael and his wife are raising their five children on a modest farm.
The family was originally from a small village in Kentucky, but moved to North Carolina to take up jobs.
“The farm is a lot different than the town,” says Brown.
“It’s much bigger, and it’s been in the family for a long time.”
Michael, his wife, and their children, aged between 11 and 17, all grew up in their mother’s Bundts, the fluffy white cake baked in a pan of butter, sugar and flour.
“Bundt cakes have been around for centuries, and people have eaten them for a very long time,” says Sarah Karp, a professor at the University of Minnesota.
“And we all know how important it is to have a good family life.”
In recent years, people in the region of North Carolina have been celebrating the arrival of the first birthday cake in more than a century.
It’s a symbol of the family they’ve all been waiting for.
It is a recipe for success, says Michael, and a celebration of a community’s rich history.
But history has a way of repeating itself.
In a town that is mostly made up of white people, Brown and his family have long had a history of living in different parts of the country.
“There are a lot of places that we’ve had people come from that don’t speak English,” he says.
“They’re kind of weird.
But you get to know them.
You know what they look like.”
“They have a very different sense of history than people who come from, say, the South or the Midwest,” says Mary Elizabeth Cope, a history professor at Northeastern University in Boston.
“For a long, long time, people have been coming from different parts, but they’ve been sort of ignored.
But there are a whole bunch of people here that are different, and they’ve always been forgotten.”
And yet, history has an ability to repeat itself.
A few decades ago, Cope says, people came to her school in Boston and said, “I just want to be the first one here.”
“You don’t really think about the people who have come before you,” she says.
And so, in the last few decades, history in North Carolina has often come back to life.
It was there, in that small community of Bundts and their cousins in the Midwest, that the Brown family began baking their first cakes, a tradition that has been carried on for decades.
Brown says they’re the first to use modern baking techniques, which include a baking stone, and baking in a slow oven, rather than in a big pan.
They also have a little oven in the house, which is used for baking pastries, cakes, and other baked goods.
“We don’t bake very often, but every now and then we do, and we’re proud of it,” he explains.
“Because it’s a tradition, it’s very special.”
Michael Brown says he is proud of his family’s tradition of baking.
But, he says, “it’s hard to live without a good, good Bundt.”
His father, William, died in 2006, and his mother, Betty, died a few years later.
But when Brown was born, the Browns did not have a son.
Instead, their oldest child, John, had been born, and so, too, were the Brown sisters, who are now both alive.
“She’s been the best of the four, and she’s the best,” says John Brown, who says he’s been making Bundts for his wife since they were teenagers.
“Every time I see her, I can’t believe how beautiful she is.
When they were little, the brothers wanted to be a cake maker, and when they started their family business, they decided to use their mother as a model. “
So, if she didn’t, I wouldn’t be able to do what I do, because it would be impossible.”
When they were little, the brothers wanted to be a cake maker, and when they started their family business, they decided to use their mother as a model.
But they couldn’t help but notice the difference that baking had made in their lives.
“You see all these beautiful pictures of the Bundt, and the Bundts are beautiful, but if you look at the BundTs, you know, they’re just, like, ugly,” says Susan Brown, a retired business professor and a member of the local Bundts’ Association.
“That was a big change for us.
It made us realize that baking was something that we were supposed to