Soulfood. A powerful name with strong principle. A name that implies more than excellent food, it implies nurturing people and conscious dining. It embraces the idea of local sustainability. Tamara, Cristel, and Caitlin created Soulfood as a wholesome place to gather. The reality of this is unveiled by the gestures of each server and every plated meal placed on upcycled tables. Many often say that Cranbrook is stuck in an era of lacklustre culture… and for years it was likely

Marsha Jean. A name that’s withstood the tests of time, the exchange of owners and even a few re-locations. While few may know the MJ’s origin… Marsha Jean is the name behind the undeniable identity of MJ’s Floral Boutique. In 2015, a steadfast MJ’s employee decided to take her very own hold onto this flower legacy. Kelsey Taylor worked passionately for years under the MJ’s umbrella, and transitioning into ownership just made sense! Imagine working in an aromatic space all da

Heidi Romich. The woman, the myth, the legend... She’s been traveling the world and pursuing her love of tourism longer than I have eaten solid foods. 20 years she’s rocked Cranbrook as an entrepreneur; and after years of success as a fine dining destination in Cranbrook, she wasn’t done yet. She and her daughter agreed on an undertaking to change the game. 2013 became a noteworthy year for Cranbrook’s growth, as the Heid Out opened its doors as the first brewhouse in the are

A day of primary overcast, a local woman named Tammy agrees to meet with me. My intention explained briefly in email, she responded promptly and meets me without reservation. We spoke over coffee about the ebb and flow of local business, and how she has persevered as an entrepreneur for a number of decades. Founder and Owner of Tara’s Boutique; fashion, fabric, and dressing to impress has not been the only pursuit for Tammy... Like any business owner, there is a life built ou

I’m a pure-bred Kimberley gal. I learned to ski with the A&W bear, took swimming lessons at Mcdougal pool, threw pennies in the Platzl water fountain and even ran that damn staircase race. Now approaching 30 years young, when I mention my move to Cranbrook the response is almost always a slow clap. But… I love both Cranbrook and Kimberley. Sue me! A few years ago, Lonely Planet’s piss poor review ignited our smoldering coals to defend that Cranbrook is a pretty rad place. Not