
Come to our table, you will see that our mission of inclusion and generosity is powerful and truely sweet.

Our Story
My name is Izzie Keaton, and I’ve called Dahlonega, Georgia home since 2021. In 2024, I graduated from the University of North Georgia—but the most life-shaping lessons I’ve ever learned didn’t come from a classroom.
They came from my little brother, Elijah.
Elijah was born with Down syndrome. From the very beginning, he showed me what it means to live with joy, to love without conditions, and to persevere in a world that doesn’t always know how to make room for people like him. Growing up, I saw how our lives looked different from others. That difference didn’t make me bitter—it gave me purpose.
In a similar fashion, Thomas and Mallory Odom, parents of Sami and Jack Odom, have lived out what an unexpected life of having a child with special needs looks like. Watching a family ebb and flow through the battles of education and therapies, there is a purpose and place for unconditional love to grow and prosper. Here two stories merged into one: We have all been fearfully and wonderfully made, so how do we show others?
I don’t want to build just a business. I want to build a movement—a daily expression of love, patience, and purpose.

Welcome to Elijah’s Flour & Oil
A place where the jar of flour will not be spent, and the jug of oil will not run dry.
A place where hands of all kinds prepare the meal, and hearts of all kinds are fed.
We can’t wait to welcome you. Not just as a guest, but as family.
— Izzie Keaton
Our Mission
During college, I began serving the community by creating more inclusive spaces on campus through Best Buddies. That work opened my eyes to something deeper: behind every person with special needs is a family searching for belonging, aching for support, and praying for someone to say, “You’re not alone.” The world may not always have a seat prepared for Sami and Eli, but we can always build a chair and add to our table.
And in that gap—between what is and what could be—a dream began to grow.
I envisioned a place where people of all abilities wouldn’t just be accepted, but embraced. A place where families who’ve fought battles in silence would finally find rest. A place where people with intellectual and developmental disabilities could not only find employment, but dignity, community, and friendship.
I don’t want to build just a business. I want to build a movement—a daily expression of love, patience, and purpose.
A place where independence is supported with compassion.
Where resilience is honored with time.
Where every person, no matter their ability, is seen as fully human and wholly worthy.
Because everyone deserves a place to belong.
Everyone deserves to be treated with patience and respect.
Everyone deserves to know they have a purpose.
Coming soon is not just a bakery, but a home—baked with love and built on faith.




The jar of flour shall not be spend and the jug of oil shall not empty.
1 Kings 17:14