She was a nice young woman and we spent a pleasant 15 minutes talking to her. She had moved to the area a few years earlier. She has three kids, the oldest ten. She seemed very interested in Lark (a representative of the teenage tribe) and expressed some anxiety about raising teenagers. Understandable, considering where she lives. Beautiful country but not much for teenagers to do except join the 4-H or get in trouble.
The baker lady wore her hair back in a bun, which made her look a bit like one of those Mormon fundamentalist. Leaning into the booth a bit, we saw she was wearing jeans. If she was fundamentalist, presumably she would be wearing one of those Laura Ingals Wilder dresses.
The baked goods were excellent. We ended up buying 6 chocolate chip cookies, 1 piece of pumpkin pie, 1 piece of cheese cake, 1 cupcake, and 1 loaf of bread.