It all began with a quarter-life crisis.

You see, my 5 year plan had been a smashing success; I’d earned my way into a strong undergraduate program, graduated with a financially savvy degree, and had been successfully slaving away at a good ole’ fashioned 9-5. Student loans and a shiny new car sealed the deal. Only problem? My plans in no way matched my dreams. So, naturally, I did what anyone does when they’re facing the catastrophic realization that they have no idea what they want to do with the rest of their life. I bought a bike. And then I rode it across the country.

After three months of living what felt like a “find your passion” keynote speech, discussing “the next steps” with seemingly every stranger I met, and assuring my parents that, yes, I do have a real job, I came to terms with the fact that I only truly excel at two things: serving others and forming relationships with the individuals I happen to meet as a result.

Angry Catfish is a space where great service is the priority and great relationships come naturally. A space where “welcome” also means “come as you are”. A space where you’ll find the best possible mixture of bikes and coffee and Jenna’s unattractive dance moves. I rode 4,000 miles dead set on discovering a bit more about who I am and where I would like to go next. Turns out “next” was 15 minutes from my front door all along!

When I’m not eye-balling day old baked goods or instigating a rap battle behind the counter, you can usually find me climbing a rock wall, teaching yoga, or arguing with the shop dog, Otto, about who’s taking who on a walk.