🥕sarah oak kim

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Happy Birthday to my Capricorn sister @sheslaurenk ♑️✨ Never not picking up the phone somehow you always make me feel sane in all the moments I’m not. I appreciate you so deeply for taking the time to learn me (like really learn me) and loving me anyway, flaws and all. Time moves differently when I’m with you. Everything feels lighter and possible. You make me feel like I can do anything. Your creativity rubs off on me in the best way, reminding me that humor and style can be armor and that we can overcome almost anything if we don’t lose ourselves in the process. And best of all, when I’m around you, you make me feel funny. Like genuinely funny. Like I’m allowed to be silly, sharp, weird, loud, soft… all of it. You see me and you laugh with me and that makes me feel so safe. Thank you for being steady without being boring. For being wise without being cold. For being my sister in this life and at this damn bar. I hope this year gives you everything youve given to me: love, laughter, creativity, and ease. You deserve all of it and more. 🖤⚔️💛 Still excited about this roast tomorrow. NGL lol I’m so curious to hear what they’ll say. 🤭

🩵“May what finds you be kind.” - Happy New Years From Your @ourbaratl Friends and Family 🤞

🤩A personal @billboard favorite in my 9 years w them. @druski made this shoot effortless. So easy to work with and even easier to root for. Cheers to you Druski 👏👏👏👏 Photographer: @christian__cody

💖Still full, not from the food, but from the people who showed up for us this year. HUG THE BLOCK 2025 photos are now posted on our FB (📸: @anitraisler5 )

Six years ago, if you asked me what owning my first bar would look like, I would’ve told you a thousand things, but not this. Not handing out blankets to people sleeping outside our doors. Not watching my staff and neighbors show up for folks they’ve never met. Not feeling more pride during these cold nights than anything I’ve ever done. Hug the Block wasn’t part of the bar plans, but somehow it became the part we all need. (Thanks to @luecke305 ) This is the part that makes all the chaos, regret, burnout, and sacrifice make sense for a moment. Sadly we had to scrap our Edgewood Awards this year (money is tight) just so we could pour everything we have into this. **And into our anniversary in March. — and that’s okay w us. Thank you to our volunteers, our donors, the ones who remember our neighbors when the world doesn’t. We’re still accepting last-minute donations through Misfit Love Mafia’s Venmo. Everything helps. And @sarrasegway 💕we’re thankful for you in ways you don’t even know. This whole thing beats louder because of your heart. 💻 full article link in my bio

An oldie but goodie. A throwback to our first bday party. Happy birthday trouble 🥹

🗣️ We asked the block. Now it’s time to press the ballot. 🗳️ Stay tuned 👀 Pt. 2 w/ @smarttrouble x @skimmydipp on Atlanta’s $2B school board budget. 💰🚌 👂 Live Panel — Oct 12 @ourbaratl Save the Date. Your questions. Their answers.

Community first. Every time. Sarah Oak Kim is making sure @ourbaratl stays a real community hub within Atlanta nightlife. On this episode of Butternomics, Sarah gets real about why giving back isn’t optional. From Narcan trainings and voter registration drives to looking out for unhoused neighbors, Our Bar into a staple where nightlife, culture, and advocacy come together. 🎧 Drop “PODCAST” in the comments and we’ll DM you the YouTube link to the full episode. Or hit the link in bio to listen right now.

💔4LAA

Today, I hung up my apron at Leftie Lees Bakery My official retirement from 2:45am alarms, flour-caked fingertips, and the quiet hum of the proofer in a sleeping city. I didn’t want to go. But I got to leave the way every chapter hopes to end.. On my feet and Not on my knees. This was the first time I ever did something simply because I wanted to. Most people don’t get to chase that kind of joy with both hands. But I did. And I caught it. Waking up before 3am was hard. But going to bed by 7pm? The fucking hardest. Especially for someone like me—raised in nightlife, still learning how to sit with sobriety. But what I learned is: Discipline without love is just punishment. And love without discipline is just a daydream. 🤞Baking gave me both. But Life hit me when my daddy got sick. Grief showed up unannounced, loud and clumsy. And I had to keep showing up anyway. To the hospital. To the funeral home. Just like To the bakery. The bakery became the one place grief couldn’t touch me tho. I didn’t have to talk. I didn’t have to explain. I just had to fucking bake. *note: with Chef Viv being Korean and baking with ingredients from my childhood has unexpectedly become a bridge between me and my mom, giving us something new to talk about in the quiet after my dad passed I learned what it meant to show up for something without applause. To let the work hold me steady. To let silence feel full instead of empty. I found out who I was—alone, before the world woke up. Showing up, again and again, became the point. But my best ideas—they live between 4 and 6am. And that hour? That’s mine now. I’m not giving it back. Baking showed me detours can be divine. And for once, I didn’t burn out. I didn’t run. I didn’t destroy it just because I could I can now say from experience, You can love something deeply, let it go, and still carry it with you. Like a secret. Like a compass. Like muscle memory. Thank you @leftielees for a life changing 9 months🙇🏻‍♀️ ill keep it w me forever

“If u wanna go fast, go alone. If u wanna go far, go together”… and here we are 5 years later.