Neighbourhood Cake

06/07/2026

HOLY S**T…

Tomorrow is Tuesday.

I haven’t posted a damn thing in what feels like forever.
I haven’t reminded you to order your cakes.
I’ve been buried in admin, planning, life, decision fatigue, and blocking out dates in the calendar faster than I can keep up.

So here’s your friendly public service announcement…

🚨 IF YOU NEED CAKE…
NOW IS THE TIME.

Our calendar is filling fast and I’m already blocking out dates because, contrary to popular belief, there is only one of me (and she’s held together by coffee, butter and questionable life choices).

ALSO…

I’ve officially broken up with custom cakes.

No more.

Turns out they make me lose my ever-loving s**t, question every life decision I’ve ever made, and temporarily become a version of myself nobody—including me—particularly enjoys.

And this year is all about doing more of what I bloody love.

So the menu will keep evolving.
The list will keep changing.
I’ll keep saying no to the things that suck the joy out of this human and yes to the things that make me excited to turn the lights on every morning.

Because if I’m going to work ridiculous hours making cake…

I’m damn well going to love doing it.

So…

Order the birthday cake.
Order the celebration cake.
Order the “I forgot until the last minute” cake.
Order the “it’s Tuesday and I deserve cake” cake.

Just don’t ask me to recreate your cousin’s neighbour’s Pinterest masterpiece.

We’ve all grown from that.

Now… slide into the DMs before your date disappears. ❤️🎂

30/06/2026

WTF is actually happening right now?! 😳❤️

We weren’t even supposed to be open today.

In fact, yesterday’s sneaky Monday opening was really just a little “let’s see what happens” experiment.

You know…

Will anyone come?
Will anyone want cake after THAT weekend?
Will anyone even know we’re open?

Apparently the answer was a very loud YES.

And honestly, I’m sitting here a little overwhelmed by it all.

Because whilst the sold-out cakes, busy days and growing support are incredible, that’s not actually the thing that’s got me with the feelings.

It’s you.

The conversations.
The stories.
The laughs.
The check-ins.
The people who walk through our doors as customers and somehow leave feeling like friends.

This little space was never just about coffee and cake.

It was about creating somewhere people could gather, connect, celebrate, vent, cry, laugh, hide from the world for five minutes or simply feel welcome exactly as they are. Always, come as you are.

This weekend and these last couple of days reminded me that somehow, together, we’ve actually done that.

What exists inside these four walls isn’t just a café.

It’s a community.

And I have had the absolute privilege of holding space for so many beautiful humans lately.

Thank you for choosing us.
Thank you for supporting us.
Thank you for sharing your lives with us.
Thank you for making this little dream feel so much bigger than coffee and cake. I truly have no words for such privilege.

I say it all the time, but it’s because it’s true…

We genuinely have THE BEST customers.

Now if everyone could kindly stop coming for five minutes so I can catch up on baking, dishes and my emotions, that would be great. 😂❤️

What a bloody week. See you Thursday! Really no Wednesday I promise! Big ❤️ K x

23/06/2026

PICTURE THIS…

You remembered the candles.
You remembered the card.
You remembered to put pants on.

But you forgot the cake.

Now you’re standing in the supermarket bakery aisle at 4:57pm wondering if a sad mud cake with “Happy Something” scribbled on it is going to save your marriage, friendship, child’s birthday or reputation.

Spoiler alert: it is not.

So don’t be THAT person.

If you’ve got birthdays, celebrations, “oops I forgot”, office shouts, baby showers, divorces, engagements, Tuesdays or any other excuse requiring cake coming up…

ORDER. THE. CAKE.

Your future self is begging you.

Love,
The people trying desperately to stop your last-minute cake panic and keep their own people pleasing issues at bay. 🎂

17/06/2026

15/06/2026

OH NO.

Not this again.

Every single week we get to Thursday and suddenly everyone remembers they have birthdays, celebrations, visitors, work shouts, “just because” cake emergencies and a completely unreasonable expectation that we have a secret warehouse full of spare cakes hiding out the back.

We do not.

What we DO have is a very talented baker (ME!) a lot of butter, a lot of coffee and a rapidly filling order book.

So here’s your official warning…

🚨 WE ARE OPEN THURSDAY 🚨

And if you need cake this weekend, DO. NOT. WAIT.

Not until Friday.
Not until Saturday morning.
Not until you’ve asked three other places and discovered they’re booked too.

Come straight to us. We made the cake. We know where the cake lives. We are literally the source. 😌

Also…

What the actual hell was the week that was?!!!!

You lot have absolutely blown us away. The support, the orders, the sharing, the bringing your friends, the bringing your mum, the bringing your neighbour who “doesn’t even eat sweets” and then leaves with cake.

We see it all and we are ridiculously grateful.

Now, respectfully…

Stop scrolling.
Message us.
Order the cake.

Your future self deserves better than a servo muffin.

❤️🍰

See you Thursday. Bring friends. Leave with cake. That’s the deal. x

10/06/2026

NEW HOURS INCOMING… AGAIN 😅

We had a plan.

Life laughed.

We regrouped.

Then life laughed again.

But somewhere between the school runs, the coffee pours, the cake orders, the family stuff and the million ideas constantly fighting for attention in my brain…

We’re finally getting there.

The truth is, this café was never built to fit neatly inside a business plan.

It was built around real life.

And real life can be messy as hell.

So thank you for sticking with us through the pivots, the false starts, the “not quite yets” and the constant evolution.

Because the next chapter is feeling pretty exciting.

More hours.
More cake.
More creativity.
More neighbourhood chaos. Cannot wait. You are welcome x

07/06/2026

WTF WAS THAT WEEKEND?! 🤯❤️

I genuinely have no words… and if you know me, that’s saying something.

The sore feet are definitely sore.
The cake fridge is looking a little too empty.
The stock levels are making me extremely nervous for our new opening hours.

But my heart?

Absolutely bursting.

Every coffee ordered.
Every cake devoured.
Every kind word.
Every familiar face.
Every new face.
Every share, comment, recommendation and tag.

Thank you.

Small business can be a wild ride of early mornings, late nights, second guessing and wondering if anyone notices all the behind-the-scenes chaos.

This weekend reminded me that you do.

And for that, I am so incredibly grateful.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be over here frantically baking, restocking and trying to work out how on earth we’re going to do it all again next week and manage new hours. Chaos …. I ❤️ it!

From the bottom of my very tired but very happy heart… thank you. ❤️

You lot are unbelievable. K x

28/05/2026

OH S**T.
Apparently it is once again time for this chaotic tiny business circus to reopen tomorrow from 8am.

Which means I am currently somewhere between:
• frantically baking orders
• writing seventeen new menu ideas in my notes app at 1am
• reorganising cabinets in my brain
• wondering if I’ve actually replied to anyone this week
• aggressively convincing myself sleep is optional.

I also haven’t even properly posted all week because your response to the last post absolutely floored me.

I’m still slowly making my way through DMs, comments and messages and honestly… thank you feels too small for what I’m trying to say.

So many of you shared your own stories, your fears, your chaos, your starts-again, your beautiful support and I’m sitting here reading them between baking batches feeling very emotional and not sufficiently caffeinated.

Anyway.
Tomorrow we go again.

Cabinets getting restocked.
Coffee pouring.
Cake chaos returning.
New things brewing in my head at alarming speed. Now to get them to a reasonable number. 🤦‍♀️

Thank you for being here while I figure it all out in real time.
See you from 8am Friends! Sleep well x

20/05/2026

A POST THAT JUST MAY HELP SOMEONE ❤️

If you’re wondering whether you’re too tired, too old, too burnt out, or too scared to start again…

This is for you.

I’ve experienced the highest of highs in business.

Lines down the street. Ridiculous lines.
Bookings months in advance.
A thriving catering business.
A community I loved deeply. A Team that was Family.

And then I lost it all.

Legal battles.
Landlord bullying.
Watching my integrity questioned.
And most painfully, seeing my children impacted by something they should never have been part of.

Some say COVID broke them.

For me, COVID provided an ending.

And ending was easier than starting again.

Because starting again meant facing every fear:

What if I fail?
What if I lose everything again?
What if I put my family through this once more?
What if I’m too exhausted?
What if my neurodivergent brain, already living in burnout, simply can’t do this?

Opening NC was never just opening a café.

It was rebuilding through grief.

It was choosing courage over fear.

It was trusting that not every ending is the end of your story.

And then something beautiful happened.

People remembered.

“I remember your face.”
“I remember your laugh.”
“Where did you disappear to?”

Old customers found me again.
Some drove across town just to say hello, give me a hug, and remind me that what we created mattered here once and down south also.

It has taken more than five years to truly exhale.

But NC is proof that you are allowed to begin again.

Even when you’re exhausted.
Even when your confidence is shattered.
Even when your story feels too messy to explain.

Especially then.

So if you need a sign to keep going… this is it. K x

18/05/2026

OH S**T.

It’s a new week.

And if you’re thinking,“Gee, Kylee seems suspiciously quiet…”

please know that behind the scenes it is absolute admin carnage and too many ideas all waiting to be executed impatiently.

📋 Orders to organise.📦 Supplies to wrangle.🧁 New things being tested.⏰ New hours incoming.📱 Messages to answer.🧠 Approximately 347 tabs open in my brain at all times.

Which means if you need cake this week…

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF BUTTER AND SANITY get your orders in ASAP so I can plan my extraordinarily busy week and not disappoint you by saying ummmmm nope, I really cannot do another thing this week if I want to do all the things I have planned asap.

A week which I am endlessly grateful for…even if I am running on caffeine, frosting, and the occasional emotionally supportive teary sit-down.

Seriously though — every single order, every coffee, every toastie, every “can you make me something delicious?” keeps this tiny business ticking and my teenage filled family fed.

And I do not take that lightly.

💛 Thank you for keeping me busy.💛 Thank you for choosing small.💛 Thank you for trusting me with your celebrations.

Now.

Can we also discuss what every small business owner in Australia is collectively thinking after last week’s budget announcement?

“Cool cool cool… so the cost of literally everything is still outrageous and we’re all just expected to continue performing financial gymnastics while smiling politely - surely the circus life is easier than this fu***ng s**t show and how the f**k are you people in charge of a country?”

Excellent.

Anyway.

I’ll be over here doing what small business owners do best -working ridiculous hours,making spreadsheets I don’t want to look at and channeling stress into happiness and love in crumb form.

Order early. Support small. Eat the fu***ng cake. Check in on a small business owner, we are dumbfounded and tired of BS.

Love you. Mean it. K xx