a rich history

10 Years of Ginger Jam

A decade ago, in the blazing heat of summer, Taylor decided to throw Chase a birthday party that was the opposite of adulting. Turning 25 felt like a time when we were supposed to start “cleaning the baseboards” and “chewing with our mouths closed,” so a few squirt guns, sock-em-boppers, & spray-painted thrift store shirts later, Ginger Jam was born.

While we still celebrate Chase (and a few other friends!) each year, Ginger Jam is much bigger than “just” a birthday party… in 10 years we’ve seen lakes, beaches, baller California compounds and moldy first-aid shanty’s. We’ve had dog bites, fist fights, and pranced like show ponies in while our kids watched in horror. We’ve hosted ducks, hornets, horses, and orcas. I hope when we’re 100 and hosting Ginger Jam at the nursing home, we can be proud of all the weird shit we did in the name of our favorite ginger. 🎉