Find us · look for the teal surfboard

We’re the table with the bee on it.

Three regular spots up and down the coast. Same table, same ribboned jars, same bee judging your snack choices. No app, no queue, no kiosk.

If the fog is in, we’re in. If we’re gone, we sold out.

Not to scale. The surfboard is that big.

The schedule

Three tables, one cooler.

Rain holds the line, shine sells out early. Yes, you can lick the spoon.

Saturdays · 8am–noon

The main event. Full cooler, all three pours, the comb table that disappears by ten.

The full cooler

teal board on the left rail

Wednesdays · 2pm–6pm

Two blocks off the bridge. Wildflower and comb only — the sage jar stays home to behave.

wildflower + comb

afternoon crowd, easier parking

First Sundays · all day

Open house. Jars, jars, and more jars, plus whatever the mead sample guy is doing in the corner.

bring the kids

the bee lives here, technically

If a link dropped you somewhere with no jars in sight, that’s a bee problem, not yours. He’s been notified. He shrugged. Use this instead:

Coming soon

In progress. The cart exists. The bee sat on it. We’re workshopping a larger cart.

By bicycle, fog permitting. The launch date is being decided by a pollinator, so: soon-ish.

Planned for next bloom. The board (Eric) is still reviewing the location’s clover credentials.