About M's Smokehouse

We didn’t start with a business plan — we started with a table, a fire, and a family that believed in feeding people the right way. Long before we served our first paying customer, brisket was already at the centre of our gatherings. Birthdays, Sundays, graduations, lazy afternoons… there was always smoke in the air, seasoning on our hands, and someone watching the fire like it was a newborn.

Our smokes began in the back garden, with a hand-me-down steel smoker that had seen better years, but never tasted better beef. The recipe wasn’t written — it was whispered, argued over, tested, and perfected by generations. Slow smoke, honest salt, cracked black pepper, and patience: that’s our Holy Trinity.

When friends began showing up “for a quick hello” and staying six hours with plates in their laps, we realised we weren’t just cooking — we were creating a place people didn’t want to leave.

So we built that place.

Today, our smokehouse stands on the same principles our family always held close:

• Nothing rushed. Nothing compromised.

• Brisket smoked low and slow, no shortcuts, no apologies.

• Meat sourced from farmers who know their cattle like we know our fire.

Our pit still lights before the sun, our rub still comes from hands not machines, and every slice of brisket carries the taste of stories that came before it. The smoke is our signature — deep, oak-kissed, and unmistakably ours.

Family isn’t just in our name; it’s in the way we serve:

A nod at the counter.

A tray built with love.

A seat saved for whoever comes through the door hungry, curious, or just needing a place to belong.

Because around here, brisket isn’t just food — it’s memory, craft, heritage, and home.

Welcome to our table.

Welcome to our smokehouse.

Where the fire burns slow, the brisket falls apart, and everyone leaves part of the family.

Welcome to the family.