Our Story
We wanted to take you back to a time when folks shook one another’s hands, when people visited as they ate, when they enjoyed great homemade food. We wanted to give you the experience of stepping into the past, where reminiscing is okay and good food is the American Way.
You can't Fake Vintage
We bought the smoker from the original Bill Johnson’s Big Apple in downtown Mesa, after they closed. In Idaho, we found a beautiful Coca-Cola sign from 1949. In Tempe, we found a beautiful egg hatchery built of handmade brick. We bought those bricks and used them to build the walls of the café.
We found an antique soda chest from the 1950’s in Salt Lake and put it back to work. In Buckeye AZ we found a 50’s dance hall and re-purposed their booths for our seating. We also found 60 year old dining chairs in an old schoolhouse in California for our floor seating.
Our counters are re-purposed beautiful timber from an old pub in England. The barn doors are reclaimed old scaffolding planks. We reused beautiful windows out of an old house in Phoenix and finally, we built the remainder of our walls with 100 year old timber from the Pacific North West.
If we put this much thought into the ambiance, you can imagine the kind of attention we give to our food. The artisan breads are made by hand and baked fresh. The meats are slow-smoked using a blend of pecan and oak wood (never pellets). The produce is grown locally and always ripe. Oh, and there is a spread of treats like none other around.
So when you’re enjoying some house-smoked meats on fresh, handmade bread paired with locally grown produce, sipping on a soda pop out of the bottle, it’s okay to reminisce and enjoy the vintage life. That after all is the...
American Way
