08/11/2026
WHERE OUR STORY STARTED:
The idea for The Pretzelly Truck started when Sawyer was 7 months old. I had an intense craving for a soft pretzel.
But as every mom knows, going anywhere with a baby is an entire production: pumping, feeding, diaper changes, naps.
So I decided to make pretzels at home. I had made them ONCE before in a home ec class when I was 16. They were horrible, like truly horrible.
The next day, my husband came home and I casually announced: We’re buying a trailer.
“For what?” A food truck. “You hate cooking.” True. But this will be for pretzels!
“You can’t sell those. They were horrible.”
We’ll figure out the recipe later.
And that was the beginning. We bought a trailer and built version 1 of The Pretzelly Truck and figured it out along the way. And somewhere in there, Pretzelly became so much bigger than the idea I had that day.
I was 22 years old when we started this journey and Sawyer was just a baby. That’s what makes Pretzelly so personal to me.
It isn’t just a food truck. I’ve literally grown up building this business.
There are pieces of my 22-year-old self in that first trailer and pieces of my family in every version since. There are late nights, bad ideas, good ideas, blood, tears, celebrations, failures, victories, and approximately a billion pretzels in between.
And we’re standing on the edge of the next chapter: a brick and mortar.
Which is absolutely wild when I think about the girl who started this with a baby on her hip and a terrible pretzel recipe.
I have no idea exactly where Pretzelly will go from here. But I think that’s what makes the journey so fun. The chaos and camaraderie that comes with building something different.
Whether you’ve been here since Version 1, found us last week, or somewhere in between, thank you for being part of the story.
