About the Cafe

   The Muscle Car Cafe is not just a web site. Its a spirit; a state of mind. A pure way of enjoying the hobby of Classic & Specialty Car Ownership. You need not have a concours restored classic or magazine quality ride.  All model car and truck owners as well as interested enthusiasts are welcome & can share in the Muscle Car Cafe Spirit.  Consider this....Its the year 19**, your 16 and were just handed a hard earned, shiny new drivers licence.  Working hard at the (enter crummy job here) for months (years), having saved & compiling all that birthday dough to put together a respectable $*,*** for that first car.  Your car!  A freedom machine full of potential adventure and good times.

   What was it that sparked this single minded drive?  The Hugger Orange 1969 Camaro for sale around the block?  Was it a 1966 primer grey Mustang coupe

The Muscle Car Cafe represents car owners and enthusiasts who tap into the SPIRIT of ownership. If you still have that classic ride, get that car out there and drive. If your still on the sidelines of ownership, countless magazines and websites provide a forum for classic car enthusiasts.  Consider jumping into the hobby & grab that machine you always wanted.  Now is the time to relish the ride and make the best return on your investment....THE MEMORIES.

Try your best to get that old rod out there in any capacity you are comfortable with.  Take your ride out for that pick-up at the dry cleaners or the Sunday morning bagel run.  We will even provide CAFE recipes so you can go on an ingredient ride & savor the dish at home.  These cars were built to be driven & enjoyed.  Life goes by in the wink of an eye, don't let it pass you by.

Our motto here is simple.... “Remember when...” is RIGHT NOW!!!

   Today, vintage cars tend to be expensive commodities and often sheltered away for investment potential. We don't deny this large portion of the hobby and understand & respect the owners and business involved in High Stakes Muscle Cars. Truth told, I myself became intoxicated in the investment potential of my cars.  That said, my philosophy has changed recently & I realize what I truly want out of our hobby...

parked in the back of the Sunoco station?  Perhaps it was the first ride in a 1968 Ivory White GTO in which, you helped your gear head brother rebuild the blown 400HO after your sister failed to check the oil for eight months.

   The “First Car” feeling is pure American euphoric joy.  Just cruising around with your buddies on a warm summer evening.  Perhaps its hangin' round the local burger joint with that brunette everyone swore you had no shot with.  Its a feeling that only comes once in life....or does it?