The Summer Evie Came to the Market
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If you had told me a year ago that one of my favourite parts of this summer would be sitting in a rocking chair on the porch of a little pasta house, I probably would have laughed.
But here we are.
This summer, Pastorey Pasta brought something new to the farmers markets: Evie, my little pasta house on wheels.
And what a summer it has been.
I have been attending farmers markets for three years now. I have met so many wonderful people, built relationships, and watched Pastorey grow one box of pasta at a time. But this year felt different.
Evie brought a little more character, a little more curiosity, and a whole lot more attention to the table.
And I loved every bit of it.
A Little Pasta House with a Big Personality
One of the things I loved most about Evie was the simplicity of it.
There was something so wholesome about pulling up to a market, setting up my little pasta house, and settling into my rocking chair. It felt like bringing a little piece of home to the market.
A place where people could slow down, have a conversation, and ask questions.
And they did.
People who had been coming to markets for years but had never stopped at my table suddenly noticed me. People who had never seen Pastorey before came over to see what this little house was all about.
“What's in there?”
“What is sprouted pasta?”
“Why sourdough?”
“What makes your pasta different?”
And just like that, a conversation would begin.
I loved that Evie gave people a reason to stop. But even more than that, I loved that it gave me a reason to share.
It Challenged Me to Grow
One of the biggest things I learned this summer was that having a unique product means being willing to educate yourself.
When people ask questions, you want to have good answers.
And when you don't know the answer, you want to be willing to go home, dig in, learn more, and come back better prepared.
Evie challenged me to become more confident in my product and in the story behind it.
It made me want to keep learning about grains, sprouting, sourdough, nutrition, and why I believe so strongly in what I am making.
Not because I think I have all the answers.
But because I believe people deserve to know what they are putting on their tables.
And I want to be able to share what I know with honesty, humility, and a whole lot of passion.
Apparently, I Can Pull a Trailer
Now, there is another thing Evie taught me.
I can pull a trailer behind my truck.
And apparently, I can even back it into some pretty tricky spots all by myself.
Let me tell you, there were a few moments this summer when I thought, “Well, this is going to be interesting.”
But I did it.
And every time I pulled into a market, I felt a little more confident.
Not just in pulling the trailer, but in myself.
I think sometimes, as women, we forget how capable we are until we are put in a position where we have to figure something out.
And this summer, I figured a few things out.
I hope my girls saw that.
I hope they saw their momma take on something new, work hard, get a little nervous, laugh at herself, and keep going.
I hope they saw that you don't have to have everything figured out before you begin.
Sometimes you just have to start.
Not Everyone Was a Fan
Now, I will be honest.
Evie was different.
And when something is different, it can sometimes ruffle a few feathers.
There were a few markets where I could tell Evie was getting a little more attention than some people were expecting. Let's just say she occasionally made a few vendor eyebrows do a little extra lifting.
But you know what?
There were so many more people who were supportive, encouraging, and genuinely happy to see something new.
Market managers who wanted me to be part of their markets.
Vendors who cheered me on.
People who stopped by just to tell me they loved what I was doing.
And I am so grateful for that.
Because the truth is, it takes courage to bring something different into the world.
And sometimes, when you are breaking the mold, you have to be willing to stand there and let people wonder what you are doing.
The Story Behind the Pasta
I think the biggest gift Evie gave Pastorey was a story.
It gave my brand a little more character.
It made people curious.
It made people want to know who I was, what I was making, and why I was making it.
And that matters.
Because Pastorey Pasta is not just a box of pasta.
It is a story about grains, nourishment, family, faith, hard work, and the belief that we can do better with the food we put on our tables.
It is a story about a mom who decided to try something different.
And it is a story about people who believed in that idea enough to stop, ask questions, buy a box, and tell someone else about it.
Thank You for the Encouragement
One of the most beautiful parts of this summer was the encouragement.
So many people came up to me and said things like:
“Keep going.”
“Don't give up.”
“Push forward.”
“People need food like this.”
“Keep sharing what you are making.”
And I want you to know that I heard you.
I really did.
There were days when running a small business felt hard. Days when I wondered if I was doing enough, if I was moving fast enough, or if I was on the right path.
But then someone would come by and remind me why I started.
And I would go home with a little more courage.
A little more determination.
And a little more reason to keep going.
Looking Ahead
Overall, this summer was such a wonderful farmers market experience.
I am so thankful for the market managers who welcomed me, the vendors who supported me, and every single person who stopped by Pastorey and took the time to learn about what I am making.
Thank you for your encouragement.
Thank you for your support.
Thank you for believing that good food matters.
And thank you for reminding me that even when something is challenging, it is worth pursuing when you believe in what you are doing.
So, from my little pasta house to your table—
Thank you.
Thank you for helping Pastorey grow.
Thank you for helping me grow.
And thank you for reminding me that sometimes, the best things in life come from being willing to try something a little different.
With gratitude,
Angela
Pastorey Pasta