Max’s Farm Table

Middleton, United States

3.5

20 reviews

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Specialties

Grass-​fed beef burgers. Napolitano-​style pizza. Weekend Brunch. Beer. Beef burgers and steaks from our farm and farms of our neighbors. Pizza the way my dad liked it. Brunch with Panamanian Hojaldas and New Orleans-​style Beignets. We’re not a chain. We’re just a family that likes to make people happy by getting you addicted to our food.

History

Established in 2015.

The drought of ’88 almost wiped out my mom and dad’s organic farm. Faced with a grim winter, they had an idea: offer my great grandmother’s Fruit Cake at the Holiday Market in Madison. The next summer, my mom invented Spicy Cheese Bread, and people started getting addicted. My dad loved the farm, but reality was in Madison, and my dad was the perfect baker.

Max’s has evolved out of Stella’s and the farm and pizza dreams my dad always had. The way my mom and my grandmother channeled my great gramma Stella, I’m respecting my dad’s style. The farm in Richland Center was his idea. The pizza was his favorite. My mom found this space way back in January. It makes sense for all of us. My name is on the door, but it’s a family business. The same way we did Stella’s, now we’re doing Max’s.

Meet the Business Owner

Max H.

Business Owner

This was my dad’s dream, my mom’s reality, and my grandmother’s fault (sorry, gramma). My dad was the coolest baker in Madison for about 20 years. He dominated the Farmers Market with his Spicy Cheese Bread and his shouts of «Cold Beer!». My mom is the brains and I couldn’t do this without her. My sisters are helping keep me on track– Julie with her business sense (she owns Stella’s Bakery with her husband, Brian), and Jennie with her startling creativity. Before he died (in June, 2012), my dad told me that if I wanted to make people happy, I’d serve them steaks and burgers made from our own grass-​fed beef, pizza made from his own secret recipe (that he concocted with Frank up in Appleton, and perfected at Sorrento’s in Panama), and, finally, Panamanian donuts, aka Hojaldas (the H is silent). My dad was an original Max. He taught me how to cook. Am I a chef? No way. But I’m a mad cook and it’s a shame for me to be selfish. So I’ll be a giver, and I’ll cook for Middleton.