Bread and Roses Bakery and Cafe

238 4th St, Yachats, OR 97498

The building Bread and Roses is in was built in 2008. Before that what was referred to as "The Old Skating Rink" took up much of this part of 4th Street. The rink was built in the 1930s and was in business until the 1950s. During World War II it was used as army barracks. There were more military personnel in Yachats during the war than Yahatians.

During WWII the army dug foxholes and built gun emplacements on Ocean Drive Road, maintained a radar station on Radar Road, and drilled in front of the Adobe Motel. Chet Hayes, an old-timer, said that before the army left town they took two truck-loads of returnable bottles to the store.

The rink later housed several businesses, including the Ya-Hots Grocery, a mini-mall, and according to Pat Bierman, its last owner, a wallpaper factory. The structure sat abandoned from the 1980s until January 2000 when a windstorm severely damaged it, and it was torn down.

Blythe Collins owns Bread and Roses. She bakes goods with organic flour from Camas Country Mill, and her coffee is brewed from organic and fair trade coffee beans from Cafeto Coffee in Eugene.

In 1985 Blythe and her late husband Don Niskanen built what is now the Midtown Guitar Complex and owned the New Morning Coffee House.  The couple also owned Bramble and Rose, a nursery just north of town with a focus on heritage rose plants

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The bakery's name Bread and Roses is a nod to the political slogan, poem, and song by John Denver and James Oppenheim.

At Bread and Roses, Blythe bakes goods made with organic flour from Camas Country Mill, and her coffee is brewed from organic and fair trade coffee beans from Cafeto Coffee in Eugene. Its name is a nod to the political slogan, poem, and song by John Denver and James Oppenheim.

As we go marching, marching

In the beauty of the day

A million darkened kitchens

A thousand mill lofts grey

Are touched with all the radiance

That a sudden sun discloses

For the people hear us singing

Bread and roses, bread and roses

As we go marching, marching

We battle too for men

For they are women's children

And we mother them again

Our lives shall not be sweetened

From birth until life closes

Hearts starve as well as bodies

Give us bread, but give us roses

As we go marching, marching

We bring the greater days

For the rising of the women

Means the rising of the race

No more the drudge and idler

Ten that toil where one reposes

But the sharing of life's glories

Bread and roses, bread and roses