Kneading a little Faith.
I’ve always loved fueling others, my teammates, coaches, trainers, friends, family. Sharing bread is my way of saying, “I’ve got you,” whether it’s before a game, after a long day, or just because it’s Tuesday and life is better with a good slice. Someone once asked me, “How does it feel to make something that brings so much joy to someone?” And honestly, it feels incredible. Knowing that my bread can make someone smile and support their health makes it even more rewarding.
People might not think twice about a small peanut butter and jelly sandwich tossed into a soccer bag, but to me, it symbolizes something deeper. It says, “I care about how I feel,” and “I understand what my body needs.” That mindset—simple, thoughtful, sustainable—is exactly what I want to teach others through nutrition.
Sourdough became the unexpected link between my life in sports and my future in nutrition. It started with a bubbly starter from our athletic trainer and suddenly I was elbows-deep in dough, figuring out how to balance fermentation timelines with class, lifts, and practices.
I really believe anyone can make sourdough. I don’t necessarily recommend they do it at the volume I do (unless they’re looking for a part-time workout that involves 100-pound tubs of dough), but if anything has taught me how to manage time, it’s playing Division 1 soccer.
Sourdough has a lot in common with soccer. Both require patience, discipline, and a good amount of confidence. My coach has always held me to a high standard, often seeing something in me before I saw it in myself. That mindset carried over into baking. Selling sourdough has taught me to bet on myself. It’s science and art. One wrong move, and you ruin a batch of 30 loaves, but now, I kind of love the risk. There’s something vulnerable and exciting about putting your work out there. It keeps me on my toes.
Don’t get me wrong—Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods have solid sourdough. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little sad when someone orders just a plain loaf from me. Sure, plain is classic, but it’s also, well... boring. My very first loaf was cranberry walnut, not plain, because I’ve never been interested in doing things the same way everyone else does. That mindset fuels everything I do. People always ask me, “Which loaf is your favorite?” and honestly, my answer is simple: I don’t make anything I wouldn’t eat myself.
Sourdough has also healed my relationship with food. It reminded me that carbs aren’t the enemy. That food is meant to be enjoyed, shared, and celebrated. As I step away from college soccer and into this next chapter, sourdough has absolutely saved me. Soccer was my whole life, it shaped me, challenged me, consumed me in the best and hardest ways. It gave me friends, purpose, lessons, wins, losses, and moments I’ll never forget.
But this new journey? It’s teaching me that I can do hard things off the field too. Running a small business might not be the same as running for 90 minutes straight, but let me tell you, it’s just as demanding in its own way.
I’m so thankful for what sourdough has given me, community, purpose, a good breakfast and I can’t wait to keep growing my business and sharing the joy. Whether it’s fueling athletes before a big game, rescuing someone after a long night out, or bringing a family together around the dinner table, this bread means something.
And to think it all started with a starter and a little bit of faith.
Xoxo,
KneadFaith
