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ABOUT US.
ABOUT US.
ABOUT US.
ABOUT US.
ABOUT US.
ABOUT US.
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
Our Story Starts at the Kitchen Table
Granny’s Crafted didn’t start in a boardroom, it started in a Chicago kitchen. Loud laughs. Big hugs. Family and friends gathered around something genuinely delicious.
And at the center of it all was Florence “Cookie” Neagle. The heart, the personality, and the original maker of what would become our very first product:
Granny’s Salsa - a crafted secret recipe so good it stayed secret for generations.
This isn’t your standard cilantro-bomb salsa. It’s Granny’s Salsa, swicy, soulful, and wildly addictive.
Not your typical salsa. It's Granny’s Salsa. Try it once - you’ll get it.
Meet Granny
Picture Chicago 100 years ago...
Streetcars rumbling. Brick alleys. Jazz drifting up from basement clubs. A city with grit and heart.
Right in the middle of it was Florence “Cookie” Neagle. Her father worked in the courts, so names like Al Capone and Bathhouse John weren’t distant legends, they were dinner-table stories. Chicago wasn’t just the backround. It was part of the family.
Granny was a cook and a baker in the truest sense. Her kids came home from school to lemon squares, apple slices, and chocolate-chip cookies cooling on the counter. One of her daughters once said she was shocked to learn you could make cake from a box.
“Not in my house,” Granny would say.
Everything she made came from real ingredients. Butter. Cream. Fresh produce. Nothing you couldn’t pronounce. Long before “clean label” was a buzzword, it was just how she cooked.
She made dinner every night, french onion soup, potato gratin, beef bourguignon, meatballs, and she baked constantly. Spice cakes. Chocolate layer cakes. And butter cookies she sold at the Board of Trade under the name “The Cookie Lady.”
Today you might call that being an entrepreneur. She just called it work.
Her kids, and later her grandkids, all remember the same scene: food on the stove, cookies cooling, and a welcome that never changed.
She wasn't one to boast. If you asked her for cooking secrets, she'd simply say, "Go grab my book. The recipe's in there somewhere"
Granny’s Crafted exists because she did. Real recipes. Real ingredients. Real flavor. Just the way Granny would have done it.
Warm energy. Chicago-tough core. Certified Granny.
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
NOT YOUR TYPICAL SALSA
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
It’s Feastria Time
The ritual, a note from our Founder.
Granny was the kind of person who hugged you at the door and asked how you really were, then actually listened.
Somewhere between the stories and the laughter, I always found myself checking the fridge, hoping her salsa was there. If it was, the day was better.
Granny’s salsa wasn’t your typical salsa.
It was our family’s secret, slowly crafted with care and time.
Bright. Balanced. Just the right sweet-heat.
The kind of flavor you don’t just taste…
you crave. Chip after chip.
That jar meant comfort.
Family.
Belonging.
Years later, I built Granny’s Crafted to honor that feeling, and to share food that still feels like someone cares.
Food with heart.
Food with a story.
Food that brings people back to the table.
And yeah - it tastes f*cking amazing.
Michael R. Neagle
Founder, Granny’s Crafted
A New Granny Joins the Story
Why launch Granny’s Crafted now?
Life came full circle.
Today I live in Bucktown with my wife, Anna.
And in April 2026, our son, Max, will join the world.
At the same time, my mom, Kathy, becomes a grandmother for the first time.
A new Granny.
A new chapter.
The perfect moment to honor the one who came before.
So Granny’s Crafted didn’t begin as a business idea.
It began as a thank you, a love letter preserved in a jar.