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The downstairs dining room looking toward the bar, tables set along a reclaimed plank floor beneath the hand-built stair rail and diamond wine racking

Our Story

It burned down. We built it back.

A fire took the original building in 2024. Twenty-two months later the bell rang again on Main Ave — with better woodwork, our own beef, and two floors where there used to be one.

What’s on

What’s on at Old Main

2024

The fire

It started at night and moved fast. By morning the original Old Main — the bar, the dining room, a century of walls — was gone to the foundation. Nobody was hurt. The town showed up with coffee before the smoke cleared.

The rebuilt Old Main on its corner — two storeys of red brick with green and gold shopfronts, under a clear sky

2024–26

Twenty-two months

The decision to rebuild took a day. The rebuild took 22 months — new structure, new kitchen, and a second floor the old building never had. Twice, finished work came back out because it wasn’t right. That’s the standard everything else here is held to.

Framing going up for the new second floor during the rebuild

Twenty-two months of this.

The herd

Our own beef

Somewhere in those months the family made the call that changed the menu: stop buying beef and serve their own. The cattle operation now supplies the kitchen directly. A dry-aging cabinet went in by the front door — the first thing you see, on purpose.

Bone-in ribeyes resting on wooden boards along the kitchen pass, each topped with rosemary and halved cherry tomatoes

The wood

Built by hand

The bar top, the booths, the stair rail — milled and finished by the owners themselves. Along the staircase hangs a wall of Crete history photographs, gathered from families around town.

The diamond wine racking built into the wall beneath the stair, bottles laid in each bay, stringers and spindles running up alongside

May 2026

The bell rings again

Old Main reopened with two floors and one idea: fine dining below, a social floor above, a beer garden out back. The first weekend, the wait was two hours and nobody seemed to mind.

The hanging Old Main sign against a clear sky, the street lamp and shopfront glass beside it
The beer garden gate — a cedar Old Main sign mounted on the rail, red brick and the steel stair to the upper deck behind

Come see it

Come see what twenty-two months built.

Two floors, a beer garden, and a dry-ager by the front door. Book a table downstairs, or just walk up.