Hi! I'm
I am a creative entrepreneur passionate about sharing my journey of food, family, perseverance and community.
I'm more than a business owner.
I'm a creator of experiences, a champion of community, and a passionate storyteller. As the founder of Ozark Charcuterie & Wine Bar, I’ve turned my love for food and hospitality into a thriving business that brings people together—one beautifully crafted board at a time.
I’m a proud University of Arkansas alum, a devoted wife to Chris, and mom to our daughter, Lucy. My journey has been shaped by resilience, creativity, and an unwavering belief in the power of shared moments. Whether I’m designing an unforgettable spread, speaking on entrepreneurship, or fostering connection through food, I lead with heart.
Now, I’m taking my expertise beyond the board—sharing my story, insights, and passion for building a business with purpose. And trust me… I’m just getting started.
My mission is...
...to inspire resilience and confidence in young entrepreneurs, moms, and dreamers by sharing my journey of perseverance, loss, and success—proving that with kindness and grit, anything is possible.
My core values are...
Confidence Through Hard Work
True confidence isn’t given; it’s built. I stand for working hard, owning your journey, and believing in yourself, even when no one else does.
Kindness as Strength
I believe that kindness isn’t weakness; it’s power. No matter how tough life gets, leading with kindness creates lasting impact.
Turning Pain Into Purpose
Life’s struggles don’t define us—they shape us. I use my experiences of loss and hardship to uplift others, proving that even the hardest moments can lead to growth and success.
A Glimpse Into My World
Chris and I got married March 20,2020... yep. Right as COVID hit. The day before our wedding, all of our vendors called to cancel. Whew! It was a doozy and I am still not over it!
If you look at this photo album at our time at the beach, you will see that Lucy's feet aren't touching the ground. She HATED the sand - we were all miserable, ha!
My love for a good spread is serious!
I continue to advocate for the victims and survivors of Domestic Violence.
My first kid, Oliver! He is a Great Dane, Pitbull mix. When we got those results, we were shocked!
Disco balls + wine??? Yeah I'll take a million.
Let's Connect!
Not quite ready to take the next step? No pressure! Let's be internet friends first. Come hang out on Instagram @mallory.files to get a feel for my world.
![TIPPING CULTURE IS CRUSHING SMALL BUSINESS OWNERS
Before we can even talk about how frustrating it feels today, we have to talk about where it came from… because the history matters.
“In the U.S., [tipping] got its start in the post-Civil War and Reconstruction period, when employers were hiring people of color and not paying them wages,” Barth says. Back then, this practice happened primarily in the railroad industry. “It was essentially an extension of slavery.”
(Kelsey Kosh, University of Houston)
Before I dug deeper into this, I had no idea the history on tips. My jaw was literally on the floor.
Tipping, at its roots, is a way for employers to avoid paying wages and shift the burden of paying workers onto customers.
From what I read in Kelsey’s piece, it became firmly established during the Gilded Age in hospitality. Anti-tipping laws popped up in the early 1900s… and eventually got struck down.
Why is that the most American thing ever 😩
Something wildly embedded in our everyday culture stems from something deeply ugly… and we just kept building on it like it’s normal.
Fast forward to now and tipping has evolved into this emotional game where everyone is mad at the wrong person.
Customers are mad at owners and servers.
Servers are mad at owners.
Owners are just stuck playing the field trying to keep everyone happy.
And the only people winning… nobody. Nooooobodddyyyy.
Let’s use my restaurant as an example.
When I opened my doors, I paid my servers $10/hour + tips.
And when I go back and look at payroll stamps, there were lots of shifts where my servers were walking out making $45/hour. That is wild. WILD.
And before anyone jumps down my throat: I’m not saying service workers don’t deserve to make good money. I’m not saying that.
Here is what I feel people don’t understand:
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