Thanks to a Holy Trinity characterizing San Jose for decades—real estate greed, political indifference and suburban apathy—the Almaden Feed & Fuel is no longer with us.
Formerly a stagecoach stop, a gas station, a saloon, a restaurant, a biker bar and more recently, a unique neighborhood tavern with live music, the Feed & Fuel went through several reincarnations in its century-long history. I first remember seeing the place back when Almaden Expressway didn’t veer left at the Almaden Crossroads like it does now. It used to just go straight through, becoming Almaden Road, and then ease on down into New Almaden. That geography was seemingly part of everyone’s high school drinking landscape.
Now the building has been destroyed, essentially euthanized, in favor of lifelessly uniform housing. Nothing new, of course. It’s a familiar story: history, culture, character and uniqueness have given way to Anysuburb, USA. A small band of heroes not content with living in Anysuburb fought hard to save the building, but developers and suburban politicians were too powerful for them. Now there will be 13 more houses that look like 100,000 other houses anywhere south of Blossom Hill.
Thankfully, there’s some positive news here too. Inside Almaden Feed & Fuel, there existed an old mural, if you consider 1985 as “old,” which most developers in San Jose do. At that time, then-owner Blondie Barnd hired trompe-l’oeil artist John Pugh to paint a wall mural depicting bar regulars. As the building was about to get euthanized several weeks ago, it took an Englishman—someone with an intrinsic un-San Jose awareness of culture—to assume the task of saving the mural.
Roger Springall, the proprietor of Caffe Frascati in downtown San Jose, already had a connection to Feed & Fuel, since he lives nearby and had rifled through the remains of the business when it closed for good in 2006. Right now, as one walks into Frascati, the three tables to the right, as well as the three tables on the mezzanine looking down from above, originally came from Almaden Feed & Fuel, as did the bar along the left wall. Springall says when he walked into the defunct building in 2006, in order to purchase those pieces from the owner, the place looked like a deserted movie set.
“It was like they had closed the door and walked out,” Springall recalled. “There were still bottles of beer sitting on the counter, just like someone had walked out, closed the door and that was it. It was frozen in time. There were still newspapers on the tables.”
But just a few months ago, after the band of heroes failed to legally save the building, Springall was allowed back, in order to salvage what he could from the inside. The guts of the place had not changed in the seven years it sat unoccupied.
“It was exactly the same as I saw it several years earlier,” Springall said. “Nobody had touched anything. And the only thing I saw, what I thought we really needed to hang onto, was the mural.”
Pugh’s mural depicts a bygone era at Feed & Fuel. In the image, we see a female bartender and a regular standing at the opposite end of the bar. On the wall next to the bartender, we see a BART map, depicting the rapid transit system coming all the way to San Jose. But on the wall near the regular customer, we see decor from decades earlier and other accoutrements suggesting he exists years before. The wood on the bar is also much newer at his end. Thus, we’re looking back in time to a regular customer left over from a previous era. Springall says Pugh recently told him this “regular” in the mural was a real person who consistently drank at Feed & Fuel and was also the same guy who went down in history as the first person in Almaden Valley arrested for being drunk on a horse. Removing the mural required chainsawing the wall out from the structure. Springall says Barnd is currently in possession of the mural and trying to find a permanent home for it.
That “regular” guy depicted in the mural is “Jerry”, who had a stable of horses down toward New Almaden. Cantankerous to an outsider, he was definitely a local and had lived there in NA for a long time. Not sure when he passed, but I imagine he had a rip-roaring life.
Andy H., class of 1969, Leland High School.
That “regular” guy depicted in the mural is “Jerry” Brown, who had a stable of horses down toward New Almaden. Cantankerous to an outsider, he was definitely a local and had lived there in NA for a long time. Not sure when he passed, but I imagine he had a rip-roaring life.
Andy H., class of 1969, Leland High School.
Hello Andy 🙂 Yes, that’s Jerry Brown. I don’t remember him having a horse ranch, might of been before my time. I lived at the ranch just to the right of the bar. I took care of Jerry’s Arabian horse for a long time in exchange he helped me with fences and cleaning stalls. Jerry died of a heart attack on April 18, 1986. (Opening day of the movie “Legend”), I was at that movie and won a door prize of a giant stuffed Unicorn at the exact moment jerry died. I owned a white horse and to me that was his way of saying thank you and good bye. Everyone loved Jerry very much. He was a bar tender at a beer bar up the road. That ranch was haunted btw.. 🙂 I have many stories of it, but the ghost was friendly and I enjoyed having her there. The Girl in the painting is Hannah Feeley. Also very loved by everyone. 🙂 The town was very close and most people knew everyone. Cowboys and Bikers <3 Loved them all.. They were family. I would love their names remembered. They were important people in that town to us. Somewhere in my boxes, I have photos of Jerry at my ranch. Living there was the best time in my life. I was never as happy as when I lived there.
Hey Gwen. I don’t think I know you personally, but as you say, “the town was very close….” and I felt I was a newcomer to the Almaden Valley, having moved there in 1968. Still, a lot of the locals were friendly toward me. Seems there were two types of students at Leland High, the locals and the newcomers.
I guess I thought Jerry had a ranch or stable due to the sign down the road, “Brown’s Arabians”.
What was the name of the beer bar down the road where he worked?
I remember “John’s Cafe” that was on the west side of Almaden Road, but it was primarily a place to eat. Then there was a bar on the corner of Almaden Road and McKean Road…..it had an electrical panel fire one day and think that’s what closed it. I went there sometimes but preferred the Feed since there was good food. The Club Almaden was a great watering hole. I remember some guys coming in there who’d been out pig hunting, and did they ever stink! Plus they brought in two pit bulls who drank at the bar with us. “George” was the bartender as I recall. Ever meet a drunk pit bull? They were covered in pig manure, and made sure everyone petted them!
I went to Leland with Denise Hourett, who ended up marrying Dennis Bridgeman. Denise’s family was local, with a grand house on the east side of Almaden Road, backed up to the creek. Not sure about Dennis’ family.
Then there were the Tobar brothers. Great athletes. John still lives in Morgan Hill, at least he did six years or so ago.
For a while in 1976 after I got out of the military, I lived at the house to the right of the “store”. That’s when I met Kitty Monahan, the ‘Queen’ of Almaden…. 🙂
Several years went by, then I got a job with Santa Clara County Parks & Rec, when I worked as a park maintenance guy, specifically the Almaden Quicksilver Park. I’d get off work and head over the Feed for dinner and a beer. It was like a high school reunion half the time. Once during a work shift a park ranger came up and told me to come with him to cut a rope off a tree near the head of Almaden Reservoir dam. Heck, I USED TO SWING off that rope! (Of course we weren’t supposed to swim in a drinking water source, but gee-whiz.) He wanted ME to climb the tree because he didn’t want to get his uniform dirty. HAH! By the end of my day working at the park I was covered in dirt, and had a constant case of poison oak rash. There’s a back story to that, and did I EVER get even with him…..!!
I remember the Post Office burned down, and all those bricks were stacked up there for a while. Always wanted some of those bricks!
As you said, those were some of the best times. Just before I left the Bay Area, I went and walked the Park. Saw a lot of condos. Sadly.