DaleView Biscuits and Beer

The Opportunity

DaleView Biscuits and Beer is taking investment to build out our second location in the Brooklyn area. Amidst the current environment, we've seen new opportunities in expanding our footprint and lines of business through delivery and takeout and distribution of our craft brews.

Our second location will be built around the same mission of bringing the biscuits and beer that we grew up on to our new community.

As we adapt our business to a new environment, we see new opportunities for growth, meaning more biscuits, beer, and everything else we over in the hands of more smiling new friends and customers.

We see a strong opportunity for expansion as the commercial real estate market adapts as well and we plan to capitalize on a buyers market as we seek out the foundation for our expansion.

For those of you who don't know us, but have questions about the opportunity, please ask us in the discussion section of our Mainvest offering page.

• Secureing New Lease for New Space: $40,519
• Buid out for new location: $67,532
• Kitchen Buildout: $40,519
• Space Desgin: $6,753
• Inventory: $9,455
• Draft Installation : $13,506
• Start up Operation Cost: $17,236
• Mainvest Compensation: $12,480

Chris
Gandsy
I grew up in Dale View, a small predominantly black neighborhood in Columbia, SC. We lived in a brick house situated almost next door to a cemetery and a creek where I would find myself spending hours after school and on the weekends watching the world go by. Less than a mile away, my Grandma Viola spent her days working hard for her family as a coveted house cleaner for her devoted clients, tending her bountiful garden, and taking care of her family the best way she knew how. My Grandma’s hands were charmed, and everything she touched had a way of staying with you. Her biscuits weren’t biscuits. They were the first step on a magic carpet ride through her hot Southern kitchen. And you better believe I was watching with my big little boy eyes. Learning and watching how one little hot piece of bread could change the world.But she wasn’t the only person in her house. Uncle James Earl never quite left home, and he still lives with my Grandma to this day, only now he’s about a year older and he can find time to take my three kids on lawn mower rides around the yard during our summer visits. Uncle James Earl liked his beer cold, and he preferred tall cans to bottles. He liked to pretend he was hiding his drinking habit from my Grandma, but I knew all about his beers hidden behind the tool shed, the moonshine he bought from the bootlegger on Sundays, and his dedicated love for brown liquor. In fact, he was the first Certified Specialist of Spirits that I ever met. I wasn’t old enough to taste what he he was drinking at the time, but I never forgot that sometimes, you just need something to “drank” with a good me.I never left the South. I brought it with me. Now, I’m sharing my little piece of Dale View with you, one hot biscuit with something to “drank” at a time.