My Story

In 1849, Zadock Hunsaker began perfecting his delicious olde english toffee treats right outside London, in the village of Berkinghamshire. His toffee was sought after far and wide across Europe from his modest 'Olde Candy Shoppe'. Dignitaries and Royalty traveled to Berkinghamshire for 57 years. After his death in 1906, the recipe was all but lost and disappeared for 45 years...

In 1982, Heather's great-grandmother, Shorania Hunsaker, passed away in a small cottage in that same small village of Berkinghamshire- the very same cottage that she grew up in. The same cottage that was hand-built by her great-grandfather, Abel Hunsaker, long ago. In her will, this cottage was left to Heather. One sunny day in 1994 - the door bell rang and a sight that she hadn't seen in some time. A actual Western Union telegram. She read

the telegram and instantly tears began to well up in her eyes as she remembered times spent with her great-grandmother; walking at the park, riding the wheelchair around the house and making dresses. So many memories. The telegram announced her great-grandmothers death and notified her, as the sole heir of the estate, that she was to appear at the reading of the will in London.

Packing her bags, she traveled to London to attend the reading of the Will by Sir Raleigh McConnel, Esquire. He had a business flat in lower east-side London. Arriving early, Heather gracefully held back the tears that again welled up in her eyes as she looked around the room and no others were present. Only her. The will reading was supposed to be at 9:00 am and it was already 9:15. At the last minute, a short frumpy man appeared in the doorway and announced himself as Sir Raleigh. After hours and hours of formal notifications required by the country of Great Britain, she was finally informed that she was the new owner of a small cottage in Berkinghamshire. Upon looking at the property, she knew what must be done. She decided to renovate the property to bring it to its former glory.

She hired some local artisans and began renovations  All was going well, when the plumber, inspecting a pipe underneath the floors through the crawlspace, found a small metal box. Inside that metal box, was a gold locket, a eagle feather and small bound stack of parchment. The parchment was written in fountain pen and appeared to be script from a sort of scribe.

As Heather carefully unfurled the timeworn parchment, she was flooded with a sense of wonder and purpose. Her eyes welled up with tears of joy as she realized these recipes could bring her family's confections back to life after decades lost in time.

She pictured her great-grandmother as a little girl, eagerly watching her own grandfather, Arthur, stir bubbling pots of sugar and cream over the open hearth. Heather imagined the cottage filled with the rich aromatic scents of toffee and brittle, as it must have been generations ago.

With growing excitement, Heather studied the ingredients that had created such happy memories for her ancestors. Real butter, fresh from the dairy, for silky smoothness. Pure cane sugar, shipped from the colonies, that caramelized into bliss. Chopped English walnuts, hand-cracked for peak freshness.

These time-tested recipes reflected the care and quality the Hunsakers had always insisted upon. Each batch would be lovingly crafted, never compromised, to preserve the legacy of flavor.

Heather's heart swelled as she pictured discerning customers savoring these old-fashioned treats. Their eyes would close as they experienced the complex bittersweet flavors, transporting them to an earlier, simpler era.

Sharing her heritage through these confections would not just resurrect history, but create new memories for generations to come. Parents treating their children, couples exchanging gifts, friends gathering to indulge - her sweets would be part of celebrations, big and small.

With the recipes now in her hands, Heather felt a profound duty to recreate the tastes that had once defined her family. Each buttery crunch would connect customers to centuries of confectionery craftsmanship. These timeless flavors deserved to be savored again.

The rediscovered recipes filled Heather with purpose - she would lovingly recreate her family's heritage of timeless flavors and give the world a true artisanal tasting experience.

Imagine your first bite of Heather's melt-in-your-mouth brittle. As the crisp brittle gives way to smooth, creamy butter, notes of vanilla and roasted nuts envelop your senses. This is bliss with every chew!

Heather obsesses over every ingredient and technique to transport your taste buds back through time. She insists on small batch production, never cutting corners, to achieve confections of unparalleled quality. This is her family's heritage.

Her customers delight in the precious simplicity of her sweets. In a hurried world, Heather's Confections provide a mini escape - a chance to savor life's fleeting pleasures. Give them as gifts to create lasting memories. Keep them for yourself for moments when you need a smile.

Heather aims to surpass your highest expectations. She embraces her responsibility to share generations of artisanal craft with a new generation. Her confections promise you a little taste of wonder, evoking cozy nostalgia and childlike joy.

Let Heather take you on a journey to yesteryear through flavor. Get lost in the sublime pleasure of old-fashioned sweets once again.


 My Production Facility

All my sweets are produced in a certified commercial kitchen to provide you with the utmost quality and care. I am very proud of our facility in Huntington Beach, California.