Hello cyberspace.
Gosh. I’m a software engineer and a user interface expert (at least that’s how I’ve funded my lifestyle to date) and I have a writing degree to-boot. So, you’d think that by now I would’ve started a blog somewhere, about something… anything at all. But in fact, this is my very first blog and my very first post. So, what’s the catalyst? Crepe cakes.
A few years ago I moved to Boulder, CO, from Boston, by way of Pittsburgh, Paris, D.C., Chicago. I was in my early 30’s and was really in search of Life 2.0. I’d been a software engineer, who [almost] survived the dot.com boom and bust, so I’d gone out and gotten “re-edumacated” and became a chef. I guess my thinking was that it was pretty versatile to have a wide range of skills to weather a fallen sector by being able to delve into another sector that I’d been trained in… Writer/Creative –> UI guru/Technical –> Le Cordon Bleu Chef/Artist. But then, somewhere in the swimming feeling of life in Chicago I started to wonder how I’d marry all of this stuff. (And I missed things like climbing, hiking, skiing, and getting anywhere in a car faster than I could walk.)
September 2006. This is the point where I got in my Wrangler with my husky-lab, Denali, and drove across the country to Boulder. It was just he and I starting over (although I don’t think he knew it)… bright sunshine, hikes, fresh(er) air. It was like inhaling into life again.
And the road wasn’t easy. But it’s been amazing. I mean truly amazing.
February 2007. I picked through my brain. And I hugged my dog. Business School. I had friends who were going-it-alone, who were freelancing and contracting and building successful businesses. I’d always been self-directed, didn’t really need to be managed, kept bizarre hours that made corporate America feel sludge-like during the morning commute, and wouldn’t it be great to do something on my own. I hopped into Leeds School of Business at the University of Colorado at Boulder, and go figure, got published in BusinessWeek for making an organic, chocolate cake as a creative challenge for admission. Hmmm… maybe I was onto something.
I was burning the candle at both ends working full-time remotely from Boston while getting my MBA at night. It was a happy-hour challenge to keep in touch with local friends while tagging phone calls from loyal friends back on the east coast. I got busy. But it was a busy that was truly enjoyable. Somewhere in the midst of TV dropping off, and the dog getting fewer dog-park trips, I started making these cakes: crepe cakes. I really needed an outlet and had fallen in love with baking and pastry during chef-school. And I liked the taste, texture, and consistency of these gourmet treats. I started with a recipe from cooks.com, and I started tweaking it. Over and over it got tweaked. I brought it to parties. And I got exceptional feedback. Friends started inviting me to parties, asking me to make “those cakes”, the kind they’d never had before anywhere else.
They got carted around Boulder. And I loved it. I loved watching people’s reactions when they first tasted it. I loved making them happy. Women and chocolate, men and a sweet-tooth.
Biz School was a bunch of classes to slog-through in the beginning. The impressive part was that I was assigned to an incredible team. We worked well together. That’s where my co-founder Denise came from. After two years of working together at school, on everything from marketing to excel spreadsheets, we decided that we should start a company. We were in a class for entrepreneurship, and we started talking about and trying out all kinds of ideas. Most of them were technical.
And then something happened.
Denise and I had a meeting about our tech-start-up. We’d been talking for a while. Somewhere out of the blue I said that I should “just sell these crepe cakes”. I’d made them the night before for a party, and they were on my brain. Well, that meeting at The Cup was the moment in recent life where everything stopped, stood still, and immediately took a change in direction. We instantly started talking about crepe cakes, and Denise simply said, “Let’s do it.” There was no hesitation. Turns out that her dream is to own a bakery, and I’m a chef who loves baking and pastry. Go figure, the things you find out about people you’ve known a long time.
We incorporated The Crepe Cake Company on August 13th, 2009. Then came months of R&D, business plans and competitions, getting cake into people’s mouths to see their reactions, and the plethora of people who have come on board to help with this little start-up.
So, what did I figure out?
- Well, I figured out how to marry writing, technology, usability, the food world, and an MBA: start a business. A really yummy business.
- I also learned that you can’t start anything in a silo. At least, not if you want it to mean anything. Hence, the power of having a co-founder. Hence, starting this blog by reaching out to our community. We all have a personal journey, but it’s amazing how collaborative that personal journey really is. There are probably fifty people that will already go into the rolling credits of our start-up. I meet them every day, and I hope I can bring as much to their experience as they bring to mine.
- Life is better if you don’t sit still. Movies relax me, so I consume them regularly. But the gratification is nothing like working countless hours to hear someone account to how they hoarded our cake and kept it to themselves to enjoy the very last bite.
- When you need it, it will be there. Things come out of the wood-work, exactly at the moment when you couldn’t need them more. When I hiked the Appalachian Trail, this was called “Trail Magic”. From now on, I’ll call it “Crepe Cake Magic”.
- Have levity. We’ve barely begun, and I already have some moments that are so hilarious it’s hard to believe they’re true.
So away we go, baby steps, to bring Crepe Cakes to your kitchen counter.
Welcome to The Crepe Cake Company!
Cheers.
-kim (CEO and Chef, The Crepe Cake Company)