Meals

One year ago, we opened the doors to our current Farm to Summit facility. But the truth is, this space—and this company—was never built by one person. It grew from late nights in the back of my house, a converted carpeted photography studio, borrowed trucks, and a community of neighbors who kept showing up at exactly the right moments. Looking back now, this facility isn’t just a place where we make food—it’s a reflection of the people who helped build it.

Somewhere deep in the Yellowstone backcountry—tired, hungry, and surrounded by bad backpacking meals—an idea took shape. This is the story of how Farm To Summit began with muddy boots, a tiny dehydrator, and a question: what if we could do better?

What started as a normal workday turned into an all-hands carrot harvest when a storm threatened one of our partner farms. It’s a story about community, farming, and how those same carrots end up in your meals.