I loved watching my dad cook as a child. I admired his talent. He had a knack for seasonings and marrying flavors together. I didn’t know it at the time, but he was passing his torch. Those early days in the kitchen with my dad are what started something in me I never knew I had. Fast forward years later... Dad and I always talked about owning a restaurant together. Home cooked meals was the idea. We got so close to making it happen, but in January 2015, dad was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer. That was supposed to be our year that dreams became a reality, but he lost his battle on Dec. 1, 2015.
My family and I pressed on, only to have another hard loss with the passing of my husband’s grandparents just a little over a year later. Meem and Papa made an ever lasting impression on me. Long talks on the back porch with Meem while Papa mowed the yard will be something I treasure forever. Meem knew all about the dreams my dad and I had. She’d always tell me, “Well honey if anyone can do it, it’s you.”
My husband and I decided to go for it, for them. A legacy for the people who loved us most. My dad’s favorite food was “fried taters” and pinto beans, and my husband’s grandparents loved cafés. They loved the slow pace of a small café, where time stood still. It took them back to their roots. So from that “The Fried Tater Café" was born. This is for you Daddy, Meem, and Papa. We hope you love it.
The Fried Tater Café not only has great food; we also have fun for all ages! From theme nights to live music, you’ll have a blast at our special events.