Baked Brown Sugar Custards. The hotel bakers were the first to arrive before my dad. Toni was the one who I would spend most of the morning with and she unknowingly taught me how to bake. She would turn on the ovens and get the big stainless steel urns of coffee on the go and start baking the fresh proofed bread, scones, parker house rolls and sweet buns first thing. She was a very meticulous pastry chef and made every step count. I think about her now and when I was around five, she must have been in her late fifties. She would always...