Friends & Family

TLDR: Oven is on the fritz! No round pies, but lots of Grandma Slices, Small Plates, Wine, and Spritzes! Come and see us!
�✅ Open Friday!
✅ Open Saturday!
🚫 CLOSED Sunday!
❓ TBD Monday!

🚫✊CLOSED FRIDAY IN SUPPORT OF THE GENERAL STRKE!✊🚫

ICE OUT OF MAINE NOW!

Our immigrant neighbors are under attack. Now is the time for us to show up loudly and publicly in their support.

This was a tough one. Friday is the busiest night of the week, during the slowest season of the year. This will impact all of our staff greatly as we share tips across all staff and all days of the week. Our staff have unanimously supported the decision for us to close our doors.

If you would like to show your support for them, we urge you to fill our seats on Thursday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday this week and to tip generously. 💸💸💸 We have also set up an opportunity for you to purchase a gift of aid to our staff on our website (Click Order Food > Order Takeout > Mutual Aid for F&F Staff). All money raised there will go to cover payroll and tip pool. Any leftover funds will go to .

Stand on the right side of the issue!
Businesses —> CLOSE YOUR DOORS
Workers —> STAY HOME OR GET OUT IN THE STREETS
Everyone —> DON’T SPEND MONEY

In the immortal words of Sophie Scholl, murdered by the N***s:
“The real damage is done by those millions who want to ‘survive.’ The honest men who just want to be left in peace. Those who don’t want their little lives disturbed by anything bigger than themselves. Those with no sides and no causes. Those who won’t take measure of their own strength, for fear of antagonizing their own weakness. Those who don’t like to make waves—or enemies. Those for whom freedom, honour, truth, and principles are only literature. Those who live small, mate small, die small. It’s the reductionist approach to life: if you keep it small, you’ll keep it under control. If you don’t make any noise, the bogeyman won’t find you. But it’s all an illusion, because they die too, those people who roll up their spirits into tiny little balls so as to be safe. Safe?! From what? Life is always on the edge of death; narrow streets lead to the same place as wide avenues, and a little candle burns itself out just like a flaming torch does. I choose my own way to burn.”