Whoever thinks angels can’t appear at Earnestine and Hazel’s hasn’t met Keenan, one of our head managers. With a temper as sweet as barbecued meat, Keenan has been ordering stuff for the bar for over 10 years. But that doesn’t keep him away from our customers – he loves to give tours and, if asked nicely, will even cook you a Soul Burger. Sounds like Heaven on Earth!
Karen, one of our head managers, is a fiery redhead that has worked at Earnestine and Hazel’s for over a decade. But don’t let her sweet looks fool you – she used to be a butcher and can use a knife. All joking aside, she’s the shining jewel of the bar and will prove it by giving you a tour of the place. Afterwards, challenge her to an onion cutting match – but beware, she can make a machine look bad.
With a smile as wide as the Mississippi, Nate has served civilians, drunks, and drunken civilians for over 35 years. He has been with Earnestine and Hazel’s since its opening in ‘92 and can be found upstairs. While you’re there make sure to ask him about the good old days when he worked with the original owners – it’s a must.
Known around these parts for his beautiful white locks, Steve the “Silver Fox” has bartended at Earnestine and Hazel’s for over 10 years. We sometimes mistake himfor Snow White, but he doesn’t mind, he’s too busy taking shots with his customers to notice.
Adrian “Pee Wee”
When he isn’t listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd or the Rolling Stones, Adrian “Pee Wee” is grilling the best Soul Burgers in Memphis! We tried to stop his nervous habit of hitting the spatula on the grill, but after finding out the holes he made in it trapped the delicious flavor, we started calling him “Golden Boy” instead. If you want to know more about the Soul Burger talk to Pee Wee, no one has cooked more than him!
Trained by one of the finest chefs in history (Russell), DJ knows how to cook some of the best soul food in Memphis. He doesn’t give a damn if it was born in the ocean or on land, he’ll cook it up and serve it to you hot and fresh either way.
Looking to hear a good story? Stop by for lunch on Saturday and ask for Mr. C, our very own “Mouth of the South!” We promise they will be some of the best you’ve ever heard. (Too bad you can only trust 10% of what he says!)