Started as a two-burner cart on 8th & Grand. Now it's a full kitchen with the same grease-stained playbook and the same loud purple sign.
We cook what we crave — smoky, spicy, sticky, real. Every dish gets its own tag, every plate leaves the pass with attitude.
Two burners, one cooler, a hand-painted purple sign. Sold out every Friday for six months straight.
Took over the old laundromat on Grand. Kept the neon, gutted the rest. First smash burger hit the pass at 11PM opening night.
Full menu, late license, and a line down the block. Same recipes, more heat.