Macario Emidio Guzmán
"Mac"

Mac's family are immigrants from Cuba who settled in Miami.  He is a seventh son of a seventh son of a....you get the idea.  To keep him off the streets (and to get some cheap labor), his uncle put him to work in his bakery as kitchen prep and gopher (go for this and go for that).  Mac ended up doing a little bit of everything.  They did mostly breads for deli's and local markets but they did also do some business with cakes and cookies.  It was a pretty big operation, unfortunately it burned down and his uncle was unable to rebuild it back to it's former glory.  That left Mac, and quite a few other family members unemployed.  Rather than become a burden to his family, he set out on his own.

Eventually his wanderings ended him up at Rosenquist Home Bakery.  Once again he was a prep boy, however, his experience in a 'corporate' bakery allowed him to pretty much end up running the the small place... and make a profit.  Even if the speakeasy was struggling.  While he doesn't drink much himself (they don't serve a lot of tequila so he is not that interested), he is a believer in people should be allowed to make their way as they please as long as they don't step on anyone else.

Mac is a young man in his early 20's.  While of darker skin and able to speak fluent Spanish, he doesn't look stereotypically hispanic/latino.  And since he was born and raised in this country he doesn't show many of the obvious signs of foreign descent.  That, and everyone calls him Mac.  He does not hide his heritage nor flaunt it.  Neither one of those things makes sense to him since it's "who you are now that is important."

His roots, however, do make him spiritual and somewhat knowledgeable in traditional mysticism.

Since he is the main baker for a small bakery he spends the vast majority of his time there.  While on breaks (between proofings) he can be found relaxing at the speakeasy.  Otherwise he is sleeping at his tiny room down the street.