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I write about baking, chocolate, my time in restaurants and AA 3-Rosette hotels, and my fight with cancer. I’m the Executive Chef and Founder of No Sugar Shop— an artisanal, plant-based chocolatier and bakery in Devon, free from refined sugar, dairy, and gluten.

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You Have Cake On Your Tits

My name is Bella. I started writing Cakey Tits after my breast cancer diagnosis during chemotherapy and after a long career as a head chef and as a pastry chef. I make plant-based artisanal bakes and chocolates free from dairy, gluten and refined sugar. Subscribe to the No Sugar Shop mailing list and be the first in line for home deliveries when we are up and running after my cancer treatment ends!

  • Honest Ingredients

    Honest Ingredients

    I was in chemotherapy for breast cancer when everything changed — not just in my body, but in my relationship with food. My system was wiped out, and it had no room left for anything artificial. No refined sugar. No alcohol. No mysterious “natural” sweeteners that made me return it to the shelf after reading

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  • Delicious Supportive Fibre-Rich Smoothie

    This smoothie became my go-to after the third cycle of chemotherapy (EC). I didn’t realise just how quickly even a small drop in fibre intake for a day could affect my body during treatment. So this creation guaranteed my daily intake, so that I could have a slice of toast at lunch or at breakfast

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  • Paris Talk Over Grey Chinese Food

    It started with a sunny walk to my first chef job, followed by a network of jaundiced corridors and pitch-stained pub carpet. Into a blur of faded black polyester and blank, white faces.

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  • Sending All My Love Along The Wire

    Every business has a unique potential waiting to be tapped. Recognizing the keys to unlock this growth can set an enterprise on the path to unprecedented success.

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  • You Have Cake On Your Tits

    Whenever things went really wrong for me or my sister in our twenties, we would stay up late talking with a glass of red wine, passing a cigarette between us. Or we’d get tucked up in bed together with a slice of cake and cups of tea. “You’ve got cake on your tits,” she would…

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