YOU KNOW THAT KID,
THAT ALWAYS ASKED WHY, WHY NOT, WHAT ABOUT NOW? THAT DIDN’T WANT TO HEAR NO, NOT THAT WAY, NOT UP THERE, DON’T DO THAT. THAT’S US. THE ONE THAT WENT UP THERE, DID IT ANYWAY, BROKE THEIR ARM FALLING OUT A TREE TRYING TO BUILD A PULLEY.
YEEEEeP STILL US.

BUT THAT KID? THEY GREW UP TO BE MICHAEL JORDAN (MAYBE) AND US? UH, WELL, WE’RE STILL JUST A CAFE, BUT WAIT TIL YOU SEE HOW THE DOORS WORK.
IT STARTED IN 2014, WITH A SMALL ACT OF DEFIANCE (OR STUPIDITY — TOMATO, TOMATO) AND A DOGGED DETERMINATION TO TRY. TRY WHAT EXACTLY? ANYTHING. EVERYTHING. AGAIN. DOING THINGS OUR OWN WAY INSTEAD OF THE EXPECTED WAY. SEEING WHAT WORKS, LEARNING FROM WHAT DOESN’T. TO TRY, EVERY DAY, TO BE A LITTLE BETTER THAN BEFORE, TO MAKE WHAT WE OFFER AS GOOD AS IT CAN BE, TO BRING THE BEST OF OURSELVES TO ANYONE WHO WALKS THROUGH THAT BLUE DOOR ON DREWERY LANE.
TRY,
TRY DIFFERENTLY,
DO IT WELL,
THEN DO IT BETTER.
THAT’S THE PROCESS.
LITTLE ROGUE IS A PATCHWORK OF HUMBLE REBELLIONS, HELD TOGETHER BY A BIG-HEARTED AND, FRANKLY, KINDA ECCENTRIC CREW OF DEDICATED, DEEPLY-CARING STAFF.
IT’S A CASE STUDY IN WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TURN DIY INTO AN EXTREME SPORT (ENTER BAKEMONO). COFFEE, PASTRY AND MATCHA, MADE BY A BUNCH OF MAVERICKS.
IT’S THE CHAOTIC LITTLE CAFE THAT COULD.
Don't be an asshole
make things work
Get shit done
be better
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