Craig's St. Michael Community Kitchen risks closure as longtime organizer Robin Schliffbauer retires, prompting United Way of the Yampa Valley to lead a temporary transition effort to secure funding and a new venue.

Can you imagine the silence of a room that has hummed with the clatter of serving spoons and the low murmur of conversation for twenty years, only to have that sound vanish because the person who kept the gears turning has decided to step away? That is the specific, hollow ache facing neighbors in Craig right now. The St. Michael Community Kitchen, a fixture on the Western Slope that has fed roughly 630 meals a week while stitching together a fragile social fabric, stands on the precipice of an uncertain future. It isn’t just about whether the soup will be hot on Tuesday; it’s about whether the community that relies on it has a place to gather, to eat, and to feel seen.
For nearly two decades, this space has operated on a simple, radical premise: reduce food waste and foster dignity. It wasn’t built as a charity case, but as a community hub. Yet, the loss of longtime organizer Robin Schliffbauer has exposed the raw infrastructure beneath the warmth. Schliffbauer didn’t just coordinate volunteers; she managed donor relationships, sourced food, handled logistics, and kept the lights on, often doing the work of two or three paid employees. When she retires, and no immediate full-time replacement steps forward to absorb that immense weight, the kitchen risks collapsing under its own successful complexity.
“We call it the community kitchen,” Schliffbauer said, emphasizing the intentionality behind the name. “We did that from the very beginning because we wanted to make sure that anybody who came here felt welcome.”
Now, United Way of the Yampa Valley is stepping in, not to take over permanently, but to act as a stabilizing force during what advocates are calling an emergency transition. Jennifer Bruen, executive director of United Way, noted that Schliffbauer repeatedly expressed a desire to keep the doors open, rather than letting the institution simply vanish into the ether of forgotten nonprofits. But the challenge is substantial. The current model relies heavily on the singular energy of one woman, and while volunteers remain deeply committed, no single individual has been prepared to take on that full scope of responsibility without compensation.
The situation is compounded by a looming physical constraint. Father John has asked the kitchen to either close or relocate from its current home within St. Michael’s church within the next year. This isn’t just an operational hiccup; it’s a potential eviction from the only building that has housed the mission for so long. Operational costs are rising, and the need for a new venue is pressing.
To navigate this, United Way, alongside St. Michael representatives, the Food Bank of the Rockies, and local leaders, has formed a planning group. Their immediate mandate is clear: secure funding, recruit staff, and solve the relocation puzzle. Bruen was quick to clarify the scope of this intervention. “One thing I do want to make clear is that United Way does not see a long-term role,” she said. “We see this as a temporary assist with this transition.”
It’s a stopgap measure, a bridge built to keep the community from falling into the gap left by Schliffbauer’s departure. But bridges require materials, and those materials are being gathered now. Schliffbauer’s call to action is direct: “If there’s anybody out there that feels in their heart that this is something that they should be doing, or should look into, please do so.”
The air in the kitchen still smells of yeast and simmering stock, a scent that has clung to the walls since the early 2000s. But the future of that scent depends on whether Craig can mobilize quickly enough to replace a leader who has been the heart of the operation. If you look closely at the planning group forming now, you’ll see it’s not just about logistics; it’s about preserving a specific kind of light that only shines when people eat together in a room that feels like home.





