Let's take you back to a simple time in 1969 in Arizona when the streets were quiet and Phoenix still had lots of cowboys and stockyards. Legend City, Arizona's answer to Disneyland had been open for awhile, Wallace and Ladmo were a morning staple. Well, a couple of firemen and a couple of hippies decided they needed their own sanctuary and so began the hidden secret called The Monastery. This little gem at the dead end of 48th Street at Indian School Rd, on the outskirts of Phoenix became a place where friends could hang out in peace and relax with a cold brew to sip on. The only way you would know of this place is if you were invited.
Many good times were had at The Monastery and the two locations that followed. Fast forward to 2003. Some of the original Monastery crew flew out of Falcon Field and would meet just prior to Christmas at their hangars every year to assemble the toys, bicycles, and model airplanes that parents are obligated to build. Beer was always involved. These were great days of building, flying, camaraderie, friends and family.
Then, one year it rained, the hangars were cold and drafty, and they ran out of beer. The decision was made on the spot to build the Monastery at Falcon Field that would welcome all, honor those before us, and most importantly, never run out of beer.
Come enjoy the simple joys of life with a cold brew, hot food, great local live music, and the company of friends and family while classic airplanes circle overhead to land.
Welcome Home Stranger. You're now amongst friends.