Our Story
A little piece of home, made with love.
I never got to meet my grandmother, but in many ways, I grew up knowing her.
I knew her through the stories, told and retold until they felt like memories of my own. Through her nickname, Ìyá L'Adùnní, meaning ‘it is a joy to have a mother’. And through the words I heard time and time again whenever someone looked at me: “You look just like her.”
Her name stayed with me. Adùnní is my Oríkì, a name of endearment passed down through my family. So, when the time came to turn my love of baking into something of my own, there was only ever one name that felt right.
Ilé Àdùn was born from that connection. A little way of carrying her with me, celebrating where I come from and sharing a little of the joy she left behind.


How It Began
It started in the kitchen of my very first big-girl flat.
What began as baking for friends soon became something more. There were batches of thin, soft cookies, deep dishes of crumble and the simple joy of bringing people together over something homemade. Friends shared with friends, word travelled, and before long, people were asking for their own little piece.
And just like that, Ilé Àdùn began to take shape.


Rooted in Heritage
For me, baking has always been a way of showing love. There's something special about familiar flavours, the comfort of a favourite treat and the memories that come with it.
I have always loved the classics, but I'm equally drawn to discovering new ways to bring a little of my heritage into what I make. From the chin chin I grew up snacking on to plantain, a familiar staple in my family home, these flavours find their way into our bakes in unexpected ways.
It's where nostalgia meets a little discovery; familiar comforts with a story of their own.


Made for the Moments That Matter
At Ilé Àdùn, we believe the best things are often the simplest: a table full of people you love, something sweet to share and a moment you wish could last a little longer.
Our bakes are made to be part of those moments. Whether it's a celebration, a thoughtful gift or an ordinary Sunday made a little sweeter, we hope each one leaves you with something worth remembering.
Because long after the last crumb is gone, it's the feeling that stays.
I may never have met her, but I like to think she'd be proud. Thank you for being part of her story, and mine.
Made properly, by hand.



Four small promises.
The quiet rules every bake follows, from mixing bowl to your front door. Values TBC
Small drops
We bake a limited drop every two weeks. When it’s gone, it’s gone — nothing sits on a shelf.
Short menu
Four bakes, done beautifully, rather than forty done fine.
Honest ingredients
Real butter, good chocolate, seasonal fruit. No shortcuts.
Rooted in home
Yoruba heritage, Manchester spirit, and sweetness meant to be shared.