I need a Fred burger! (Saturday Nov 5th)

Can't say I blame you, but don't you think New Jersey is a little far to go for a burger?

Fred

 

Count me in.


For those that want to learn more...

Fred's Cafe
915 Currie St,
Fort Worth 76107
817-332-0083

http://www.fredstexascafe.com/

 

Sounds like fun, would love to meet your gal. I'll call it 50/50 right now.

 

What he said

 

word

 

oh....I thought it was a SA Freddie burger that I assumed had titties.....

 

I might be able to. I close up at 7pm. So I might be a little late.

 

Maybe, the Busch race is an afternoon event so I might be available that evening

 

Make sure and ask for extra mustard, or you could sit under the RAT

 

Ya know, that prank never gets old. I could mention others but that would ruin the fun.

 

Who all is going? And is it still 7pm?

 

Probably not going to be there Randy, can you PM me your cell? I lost it when I lost my other phone. Will, yours too.

 

*BUMP*

 

Great event all, we sat out on the patio & listined to relaxing jazz. I had to treat myself to the 16oz. porterhouse steak. Good times.

 

Posted on Thu, Nov. 17, 2005

Thief takes shine to greasy spoon

By BUD KENNEDY

Star-Telegram Staff Writer

A technosavvy burglar straight off CSI used high-tech gadgetry to pull off a safecracking job last weekend.

But this crook must not be very smart.

If you were going to spend hours on a slick burglary, would you pick Fred's Cafe?

The tiny old cafe and tavern in the Fort Worth Cultural District has eight worn-out booths and nine barstools. It's filled with the pungent aroma of last night's Fredburgers and spilled Shiner Bock.

It is not a prime target for a mastermind safecracker.

Yet Fred's was the scene of a break-in early Sunday. A burglar used a spy cam to find the motion detectors and then meticulously sawed a hole in the ceiling -- and spent hours cutting another hole into the safe.

When owner and "Outlaw Chef" Terry Chandler unlocked the cafe Sunday afternoon, the place looked as if it had been ransacked.

Nothing suspicious there.

Fred's always looks as if it has been ransacked.

But then, Chandler saw bits of drywall on the floor and tiny drill holes in the dining room ceiling.

Finally, he saw the hole in the back room ceiling -- and the emptied safe.

Over a bowl of breakfast oatmeal Wednesday, he could only shake his head under a dusty, trail-beaten Western hat.

He said he doesn't know whether to be flattered or ... let's just say peeved.

"It's not like we're some big retail store," he said. "Or even a Chili's."

Lt. Dean Sullivan, the Fort Worth police spokesman, said detectives have seen elaborate burglaries at big-box retail chains. But rarely at a mom-and-pop cafe.

"It's unusual," he said.

"I was saving up to buy a chuck wagon," said Chandler, four months into his new role as Fred's owner after cooking there for his parents, Geri and J.D. Chandler, for 15 years.

If you're not familiar with Fred's, let me answer the FAQ:

1. There's no Fred anymore. Fred is dead.

2. He was a dog.

3. It's been open at least 55 years, tucked in between West Seventh Street and West Lancaster Avenue, two blocks from the Modern Art Museum by foot and several galaxies away in spirit.

4. It's a plate-lunch cafe and tavern by day, a casual diner and occasional party patio by night.

Chandler calls it "a blue-collar greasy spoon, but with a lot of white-collar infiltrators."

As he spoke, men in plaid flannel shirts sat stabbing forks at bacon and eggs. The breakfast beverage of choice was black Cain's coffee, although one customer nursed an 8 a.m. beer.

The working crowd gives way to downtowners at lunch. The wipe-off board announced the day's special: mesquite-roasted chicken ranchero, not exactly typical burger-and-beer fare.

For more than 10 years, Chandler has cooked Friday night specials such as smoked quail, mesquite roasted duck or simple griddled steaks. That is, if you're one of the 41 customers who can squeeze into Fred's smoky dining room at once, plus the seats on the newer patio.

He is a Marine, a former bareback bronc rider, a surfer and a self-confessed former "renegade punk-rock dude."

He and his wife, Jennifer, have a 3-year-old daughter, which is why he's now more of a concerned business owner and less of a free spirit.

He mouthed off to the police officer who answered the call Sunday. But he later apologized.

"I just couldn't believe that somebody would pull a high-tech burglary on this shack," he said.

After all, this is the restaurant where customers in 2000 saw a tornado coming -- and ran outside for safety.

Police found evidence at the burglary scene, Sullivan said. They don't have a suspect.

However, they've ruled out all Fred's regular customers based on one clue:

The burglar left behind 20 cases of beer.

 

That blows! Wierd that someone would go to all that trouble to knock over a place like Freds.

A very funny article though, captured the spirit of the place pretty well.

 

I love it!

 

How did I missed this thread at the time! I should visit more often...

Randy, is this GF the same lady who came to meet Wolfgang & his friend? I thought Axxxx ladies can't drive If so, say hello for me.

 

I stopped off at Fred's today after work to see the damage for myself, for the locals that know it well, don't worry...it's still open. I can't believe that someone would go though so much trouble to rob the place. Since the place only takes cash & does very well on the weekends. the theif knew that deposits for the weekend wouldn't make it to the bank til Monday morning. I still can't get over the high-tech items used for this heist. From what I was told 4 other businesses were hit the exact same way.

 

The Food Network has been filming there since Sunday, my favorite hole in the wall greasy spoon sure has changed a lot over the years.

http://www.fwweekly.com/content.asp?article=7417

 

Awww, dayum!!! There goes one of my spots.
< bracing for teh n00b invasion, all of whom will claim to have met/know Fred >

 

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