Before we made our website, very few people outside of our awesome core group in Oregon had heard of Picky Bars. So we weren't too concerned about constructing our budding website while it was open to the public...
Imagine our surprise when we got an order! We were like, "Oh shyza!"
Meggie not only showed us that our website worked; she was the catalyst that actively got things moving for sales outside of Eugene. Meggie accepted my request to give honest feedback on the site, where she rooted out typos and critiqued content through a customer's eyes. She agreed to be the guinea pig for us while we learned how to use paypal, print shipping labels, and track orders. She even found a way to have a Picky Bar hand delivered to Al Roker on "The Today Show!" We might have taken months to gradually plan for our first official customer, obsessing over the details. But Meggie's order made us say, "We can do this!"
What she does all day: Medical Student at NYU by day, babysitter by night.
Sport of Choice: I used to play collegiate tennis, but now I love to run. Running has been the biggest turnaround ever in my "athletic" life, as I used to sincerely hate it.
Fave Race: Boilermaker 15K. Why? Because they give out popsicles at mile 5. Its easier to eat a popsicle and run than you would think! They also give free beer at the finish. If those two aren't incentives to run fast, I don't know what is.
What she likes about Picky Bars: I eat Picky Bars for a snack before or after I run, as part of breakfast, or just as a snack. They're little guys, but they pack an energy punch and keep me satisfied for a long time without an energy drop-off, which is useful as I sometimes go long stretches without eating (terrible for my metabolism, I know). I also like that I can recognize what's in them, rather than eating a glorified Snickers bar with too much protein shoved in it.
Random Weirdness Fact: I had never eaten mashed potatoes, avocado, or broccoli until I went to college and my teammates force-fed me. I never ate a banana until age 17 when I was forced to at a tennis tournament. I wouldn't eat any of those because I thought "the texture was weird." If that doesn't define a picky eater, I don't know what does.
So a big huge thanks to Meggie for being willing to help out some strangers!