He liked baking. His job was his hobby and his hobby was his job.

There were struggles. He and my mom struggled.

He got bored so he started this (bakery).

Passion does not translate easily into good income.

I have never liked working. To me a job is an invasion of privacy

This was why she enjoyed baking. A good dessert could make her feel like she'd created joy at the tips of her fingers. Suddenly, the people around the table were no longer strangers. They were friends and confidantes, and she was sharing with them her magic.