






One morning, my daughter refused breakfast again.
I was juggling chores and tiffins when I realized — it wasn't her fault food felt so hard.
I stopped searching and started mixing — oats, nuts, fruit, and a lot of love.
That blend became Granola Crunch — clean, tasty, and made the way moms actually cook — slow, safe, and honest - Friends began asking for jars… word spread fast.
And today, every batch follows one rule :
If it's not safe for my daughter, it's not going
inside your kitchen.
Real flavour. Zero nonsense.




If you can't pronounce it,
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