When I was a child, my dad would buy antique and classic cars and make my sister and I drive them. At the time, we thought they were “junk”. When I got older, my dad had his own business called Classical Gas. He bought and sold his antique and classic cars throughout the United States as well as over seas, and even to a movie company. He had a show room that would make anyone who appreciates cars salivate. The car that represents Junkyard Café is a 1947 Cadillac that my dad bought in 2006 when he was 58.
Sadly, my dad passed away from cancer before he ever drove the car. The colors are also his business colors and his name is even in the license plate on our logo. This is how our name, Junkyard Café came about! Some may find it weird and some may love it. But we love it and it has a lot of sentimental meaning behind it. I bet anyone in the late 90’s even early 2000’s who skimmed through an Auto Trader magazine has seen some of my dads ads and cars.
The menu items that have vehicle names are just some of the cars we drove when we were children. I have turned my Fathers love for cars into something I love but in my own way. By running a family restaurant.
We hand cut our fries and chips, we batter our own onion rings, my son runs the kitchen, my daughter runs the floor and my mom does all our baking all the way down to the biscuits and noodles!