We're Stone Soup, Bend, Oregon's best children's resale store and voted Central Oregon's "Best Children's Clothing" store for the last 4 years! Our goal is to combine the shopping experience of an upscale children’s retailer with the bargain prices of a resale store.
With our bright, tastefully decorated interior, inviting play area, and carefully-selected inventory of well-known brands like Gap, Janie & Jack, Patagonia, Keen, REI, Hanna Andersson, Tea, Catimini, Mini Boden, Gymboree, and Baby Lulu, Stone Soup has all the trappings of a trendy children’s boutique – at about 25 percent of the cost of retail.
When new customers come in, their first comment is usually "I thought this was supposed to be a resale store!" Then they see our prices and it hits them: We're offering the best of both worlds!
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How it Works
As a resale store, we purchase much of our inventory from local Bend-area parents (either for cash or store credit), creating a cycle of buying and selling we believe works for everyone. Our reputation depends upon the quality and condition of the items we sell, so we’re very selective about what we buy. But, unlike consignment stores, people who sell to us get paid immediately. And because we pay more in store credit than in cash, people who sell to us usually buy from us, too.
The result is more than just great clothes at great prices. Preserving, sharing, and recycling resources benefits everyone. We like being a part of that.
In addition to children’s clothing, Stone Soup also buys and sells maternity wear, educational toys, and children’s equipment and accessories.
The Story of Stone Soup
One winter day, a hungry traveler came upon a village. “Maybe I can find something to eat here,” he thought.
“Hello,” he cried as he walked through the village streets. “I have traveled a long distance, and I am very hungry. Can anyone spare me some food?” The villagers, who were all huddled in their houses against the cold, did not answer. There was precious little food for themselves in these difficult times, and certainly not enough to share with a stranger.
"No matter,” said the traveler. “I will just make myself some delicious stone soup.”
The traveler pulled a large iron pot from his pack and filled it with water from the village well. He built a fire under the pot. Then he drew an ordinary-looking stone from his pack and dropped it into the water.
“I certainly love my stone soup,” the traveler said in a loud voice. “It has a most marvelous flavor. In fact, the only thing that could possibly make this soup taste better would be a head of cabbage. Of course, there is no hope of that in these difficult times.”
Suddenly, a villager emerged from his house carrying a small head of cabbage. “Take this,” said the villager. “All I ask is that you let my child have some of your stone soup.”
“Of course!” cried the traveler as he dropped the cabbage into the pot. “In fact, I would be honored if your entire family ate with me. I am just sorry that I could not offer you stone soup with beef. Now that is truly fit for a king!" With that, another villager approached the traveler, this one carrying a piece of salted beef.
“Here,” she said, placing the beef into the pot. “All I ask is that you let my children eat some of your stone soup.” “Certainly!” said the traveler. “But you must try it yourself. It is truly wonderful.”
And so it went -- through potatoes, onions, carrots, mushrooms, and so on -- until all of the villagers were gathered around the pot. When the stone soup was ready, there was enough delicious food for everyone in the village.
“This is truly miraculous!” said the villagers as they ate. “To think that such delicious soup could be made from a stone!“ When the traveler left, he gave the villagers his stone as a gift.
Ever since that day, when the winter cold is upon the village and food is scarce, the villagers pull out their amazing stone and gather around a large pot. By working together as a community, with everyone sharing what they can, the stone always makes enough soup for the entire village.