The place
One of the last of its kind.
Huber's Cafe until 1988, when it became the Frogtown — the neighborhood's living room ever since. Warm at the door, easy on the wallet, run by people who mean it.
Most of the crew's been here ten or fifteen years, and Jesse's been in the kitchen since he came back from Montana. It's real food and real people — no stock photos, plated on a table Tom built. Bring the family, bring a date; everybody's welcome.


