How it all got started

Angeline:
The Bakery just came to me in the winter of ’95 – ’96. I had moved here in the summer to fight forest fires, forgot to save money, and found myself broke in a very small town…

I did what anyone would do… I leased a spot in a small hole-in-the-wall bakery, packed my wagon full of lunch goodies and bakery treats, and set out about town to sell lunches to the local shop merchants who were stuck inside, alone, at lunch hour.

It was great! I was usually done, cash in pocket, and skiing by noon. When the owner decided to leave town and offered to sell me the business, I figured, “Sure — how hard could it be?”

Thus began my dynamic relationship with baking, business, and all the amazing people who have come through, stayed, or stopped by for a minute…