Sarah’s mother, Susan, started tinkering with the strange chemistry of soapmaking in her basement in 1997. Once a home economics teacher, Susan is a natural with kitchen weights has a uniquely large reservoir of patience. The first few batches were born in old shoeboxes. She ultimately roped in her husband, Pentti, a retired auto body repair man with a penchant for buying new tools. Soon, a small soap making factory was formed. Each batch of 88 bars is hand measured, poured, cut and wrapped by Sarah’s folks. The soaps are sold at Saipua’s Red Hook studio and at other nice stores around the world.