Mr. Port Austin, Himself.

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Detroit Up North 2018.

Bikes & Coffee heads up north every year for a weekend away filled with friends and strangers alike.

We set off for Port Austin on Thursday to immerse ourselves in the last bit of summer “up north.” One last chance to check out before winter starts creeping in.

Just like previous years, we set up at the farmers market on Saturday, offering up cold brews and pour over coffee all morning. But this particular Saturday ended up being a bit different than the last few years. Little did we know while we were packing up and getting ready for the day, a local farmer was also loading up a box of kittens to bring down to the market.

A couple hours into the morning, sitting there, minding our own business, our friends Paige and Mike show up with the tiniest kitten in their arms. After only a moment we learned of the box of free kittens and ventured over to the table surrounded by people. We spot our friend Vince holding the tiniest little guy. I asked Vince, “You taking that one?”

“Nope, I’ve already got two cats.”

“Okay let’s go! I’ll have that one.”

I looked at the farmer told him that one was mine and it was all history.

We’ve acquired the kitten!

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Back at the van, we’re hanging with our friends and newest additions. We spent the morning in awe of the little guy. After only a few moments of having him, I dubbed him the Mayor of Port Austin, “Mr. Port Austin, Himself.” and from that day on our guy “Port” was a part of the crew.

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He wasn’t a part of the plan. He just happened to be there and with open arms we welcomed him into our lives. One month before opening the cafe might not have been the best time to grab a kitten and become a cat dad. But fuck it, when is the right time?

Fast forward. We’ve gotten through winter, spring has arrived and the kitten is loving his new life in Detroit. The day I grabbed him I had no clue how impactful he would be. I watched him light up people’s lives day in and day out. People of all walks would come to the cafe to love on Port. I’d watch grown men melt at his cuteness. People would bring the kids by for a coffee and a play date. Port was in heaven, spoiled rotten. He had to be one of the most beloved cats to roam the alleys of Woodbridge.

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Unfortunately this story takes a turn for the worse.

I probably wouldn’t be writing about this cat if he was still with us.

At the end of July the little guy was struck by a vehicle in the alley and didn’t make it. He didn’t suffer. I bet he didn’t even know what hit him.

He was an Alley Cat, a shop cat, a best friend, a friendly neighbor, a wild adventurer and a cream cheese thief. He was “Mr. Port Austin, Himself.”

Although his time was short his impact was HUGE. I had no idea how far his reach was. He’d roam around Woodbridge terrorizing dogs, sneak into the neighbor’s house to nibble on their cat’s food or welcome you home after a long day of work. If you lived within a few blocks of the shop you likely crossed paths with Port. He made his daily rounds, possibly joining you for a smoke on your front porch or escorting you back to the cafe for a beverage. He really became a neighborhood cat.

I want to take this time to thank ALL of you! The love you showed Port during his short time here and the support you showed when we lost him. You’ve all been amazing. Amazing strangers, amazing customers and amazing friends.

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Some people, the mother’s day people.

In life, people come and people go. But these very specific people actually brought me into this world, raised me from day one, changed my diapers, fed me, spoiled me, and loved me more than I could have ever asked for. And today I want to introduce them to you and thank them for everything they’ve done. 

Above all things, they listened to me: Whenever I called with some crazy Idea or showed up at their doorstep with broken bones (sorry, Mom) they were there with open arms, open ears, and an open heart.

Today, I want to celebrate them. Happy Mother’s Day.


My grandmother, nancy pangrazzi.

Born in 1933, she moved to Detroit from the south, met my grandfather Louie, settled down and had seven children. When my grandfather died at a young age, Grandma took on the challenge of raising seven kids alone.

Grandma Nancy raised me while my parents worked. I spent so many summers in her backyard in Westland. She’s shown nothing but support and curiosity in all of my adventures. She’s always offered up sounding board, a warm meal, and the best hugs and kisses. This woman has been a driving force in my growth, always wanting nothing but the best for me. I’ve tried to do everything I could to make her proud.

Thank you, Grandma!


My mom, Cindy Kehoe (AKA Cin Cin).

My mom’s an awesome woman. Clean, organized, creative. Just like Grandma Nancy, Cindy’s wanted nothing but the best for me.

My mom is a retiree from United States Postal Service; she’s been a hard working woman my whole life. She’s a long time stained glass artist and wicked creative. I’m thankful I got a lot of my creativity from her. Thanks to this woman, Bikes & Coffee is alive and well,  She’s level headed and has always done her best to keep me in line. She knows I need it.

Thank you Mom.


my sister, alisia stottlemeyer

Alisia is twelve years older than me and and many more years wiser. Technically she’s my half-sister since we only share the same mother, but that never mattered. I’ve gotten nothing but love and support from her.

If I had a wild idea, Alisia would always hear it out. I can’t even begin to count the times I’ve called her spewing an idea off before we even got the hellos out of the way. I could think freely and she’d never judge or tell me something wasn’t possible. She’d listen and then objectively walk through the idea with me.

She’s also the best mom to my nephew Carter. I couldn’t ask for a better sister. Thanks for being you, Alisia.

Meet the Crew.

Mr. Port Austin, Himself.

Mr. Port Austin, Himself.

We’ve got a small team of people helping execute our daily operations. These people walked into the cafe strangers for an interview and became family overnight. If you love what you are doing and love the people you get to do it with, it isn’t work. I love these people and I want to introduce them to you!



First I’d like to introduce Joslyn Kane.

Joslyn is a commuting cyclist pedaling her bike to and from work on days most people wouldn’t dare venture out. She’s worked in a few different cafes around Detroit and has a real lay of the land while on bar. We are stoked to have her on the team. Fun fact: she’s a serious rockstar behind the espresso machine AND the sewing machine! Stay tuned for some fun collaborations between Bikes & Coffee and this talented seamstress.



Second up: Jo Wood.

Jo Wood is a pretty quiet guy until you get to know him, and then he’s a riot. Jo is a smooth operator behind bar, calm and collected, making one of our best lattes. With a handful of years experience, Jo is a huge asset to our team bringing you that great consistent cup of coffee every time. In his free time, Jo volunteers with a campus ministry at Eastern University and travels any chance he gets!

What can I say about Charles “J. Christ” Moore? Also known as CJ.

CJ brings a curiosity and energy into the room like nobody I’ve ever known. The dude is a whip and a very talented musician. CJ attends Wayne State University majoring in Music Composition. After we interviewed CJ I was immediately hooked, because he has an infectious personality and drive for life. With zero coffee experience, but eager to learn, we hired CJ as a barista. Every time he comes in we’ve got something to learn from him; we just hope he’s learning as much from us!





And now Ill try to introduce myself.

I’m Benjamin Kehoe, owner/operator of Bikes & Coffee.

It’s crazy to type that out sitting here late at night after closing up the cafe. Four months in and it’s still hard to believe this came to fruition. When I was 13 years old I wanted a job at Town & Country Cyclery, my local neighborhood bike shop. I ended up working there for two summers building and selling bikes and learning all that I could, but mostly just falling in love with the industry and the people in it. Little did I know that job and those people would shape the rest of my life.

Fast forward 11 years and I meet Seth Klienglas. After a big hiatus from the cycling industry I landed a job with Seth and found myself a new home at Sweet Bikes. There I was back in the industry and more in love than ever.

Why Bikes & Coffee? For me, the bicycle has always been a piece of art, a sense of freedom, and a bonding agent. I’m a firm believer that it is one of mankind’s greatest inventions and riding a bike is one of life’s greatest pleasures. Simply put, the bicycle puts a smile on my face.

Come in and say Hey. Lets talk bikes or coffee or whatever.



After over 2 years of waiting in September of 2017 I received my keys. We were finally able to get into the building and begin investigating the state of the space. Patiently anticipating this day we spent the previous 3 years trying to plan every step of this process on paper, but things don’t always translate the way you expect.

We spent about 3 months in the space removing rusted and destroyed tin ceilings, tearing down a brick wall to open up the 2 units to create a larger more open space and lastly (at least we thought) we removed lathe and plaster to expose a the brick wall you see today. After a few months of demo and prep we begin laying the ground work for the cafe, We started by insulating the ceiling with a closed cell foam. After completing the insulation we painted the ceiling flat black just before it got to cold to paint.


Its now December and our electricians begin installing all of the conduit that will host our electricity. The building hasn’t had electricity for over 20+ years. With the electrical all prepped and ready we now wait for DTE to bring the building a transformer and gas/electric meters. This doesn’t happen for another 3 months. It wasn’t until the end of December that the hvac units arrived, however we were waiting for DTE. With out heat the progress slowed. and then on February 10th I broke my arm.

Progress stopped.

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Finally the beginning of March we got heat in the unit and begin progressing through the laundry list of tasks. Still laid up in a sling from the broken arm my friends starting showing up right when I needed them. From rolling joints to sanding/staining the wood floor, priming and painting every surface in the cafe, digging trenches, loading and unloading the trailer 100 times or more, shuffling furniture, building materials, and god only knows what else in, out and around the space. you get the picture. needless to say I would have been lost with out them.

After a surgery adding 8 screws and a plate to my arm, a couple months of being laid up, a little bit of physical therapy, a whole lot of winter depression and more doctors visits than I could have imagined at 30 my mortality was brought to my attention. I had learned a lot about myself, things I never imagined. I in fact have an irregular heartbeat. when life gets pulled out from underneath you your perspective has to change. Adapt or die.


It wasn’t until the end of May that I was able to start using my hand again, I finally started to get my strength and dexterity back. Hindered from the injury I still needed these guys to help with so many details. By June we were back on track, working through the details of the build out, navigating the cities inspections and permits, While working with our contractors to complete the plumbing and electrical. July/August/September flew by, Its now Oct and we are scheduling final inspections, putting all of the details together and prepping for the finish.


Monday Oct 29th 2018 We opened our doors.

In the last 4 years Ive learned a lot, experienced things I could’ve never imagined and made bonds that will last a lifetime. We did it, We got the shop open.

I want to extend a special thank you to some of these dudes.

Physically and Emotionally these individuals were pinnacle in keeping me sane and the ball rolling with this build out. This cafe wouldn’t of happened if it wasn’t for them. Sincerely I love you all and really appreciate everything you’ve done for me.

Thank you, ya Fuckin’ Nerds

Jeremy Morgan, Logan Bourne, Eric Kehoe

Derrick Busman, Mathew Erk, Logan Merry

Henry Lehue, Jake Dwyer, Michael Camilerri


To be a successful business owner, you rely on a little bit of luck. That's what it felt like when I found my small business lawyer. Well, he found me.

In 2016, a man stopped me in a cafe to find out "who I was and what I was doing." Caught off guard I humored him. We had a great conversation and at the end he handed me a business card and said, "You'll need me one day. I'm here for you."

Little did I know this man was my saving grace. Older and wiser, with about 50 years of small business law under his belt, he knew exactly how to handle my separation.

Yeah, the separation. I'd gone from a 50/50 ownership to being 100% owner.

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I hit the pavement looking for investors. Our Motor City Match grant required that we had the financial ability to open our doors, so I went searching. My lawyer also mentored me with this, helping me learn the ropes of negotiation.

A crash course in entrepreneurship, all the while trying to manage a love life. The woman I was with motivated me in so many ways and taught me a lot along the way. But after 3 years we called it quits. We made a choice to separate. Not an easy decision to chase my dream and let this business consume me. Since I became sole owner of the business, I didn't have much free time and definitely didn't have the energy to maintain a relationship. So I packed my shit and moved out.

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@stoopidtall lent me the tour bus

After the relationship ended I was still unsure if the cafe was going to happen. I spent a couple months getting my shit together. During my search for a room to rent I was offered a rather unique living situation: a tour bus. After about 7 months living on the bus summer was coming to an end and it was time find a place and get settled in. But damn that was some of the best sleep I've ever had.

I wasn't sure Bikes & Coffee was going to make it. I had a timeline, and if I didn't find the cash I was going to have to call it quits. In June I found people that were interested in investing in Bikes & Coffee. I finalized the partner separation and sealed the deal with my investors. Finally, with both investor deals closed, I secured funding and begin renovating the cafe in November.

Late nights and early mornings. The year was scary, enlightening, frustrating, trying, sleepless, adventurous, tireless and incredibly rewarding.


I kinda got divorced in 2016. But first Bikes & Coffee won $20,000.

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We went through the Motor City Match program and pitched our idea. Never in a million years did I imagine winning, but we did. Shit gets real when your idea wins twenty grand.

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Then, a year and a half after we had signed our letter of intent to lease space in Woodbridge, we were presented a lease. On April 23rd, 2016, we signed a 5-year lease, clinked a couple glasses with our landlord, and stepped into the next phase of ownership.

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popping up at Motorstadt

Throughout all this, we popped up at events across metro Detroit: car and motorcycle shows, cycling events, farmers markets and retail spaces. We were patiently waiting for our own retail space to undergo its renovation. The space hadn't been used in a couple decades.

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On top of all that, I had my own trying personal relationships and an unmotivated business partner. He decided to remove himself from the business and pursue other goals at the end of the year. Thankfully the separation was amicable, but it wasn't easy. We were married to the business and each other, sharing a lease and a cash reward from Motor City Match. It was like a divorce. It took about 9 months to finalize terms and have the proper paperwork in order.

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It wasn't easy, but I kept telling myself to stay the course. And I did.



Bikes & Coffee becomes a thing in 2015. I was getting more serious about making it a real business. So I decided to take a Build Institute class, which is an incubator for entrepreneurs. Little did I know this was the decision that would really catapult my idea.

I met a ton of other entrepreneurs there, including Jonathan Colo. He wanted to open a cafe with a cycling element, and I wanted to open a bike shop with a cafe element. Sounded too good to be true, right? Right.

I think it was an 8 or 12 week class. At the end of the class we had a full-fledged business plan and started developing as a brand. The concept was alive and well and from there we focused on the type of place we wanted to be.

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first generation graphic

We started to do popups, showing up to Slow Roll and selling cold brew coffee, filling tires with air, and making minor adjustments to bikes. It was a busy year, trying to figure out how to run popups, develop our brand, work full-time and manage a personal life.

The year's riding season came and went. I was so busy I barely got to ride. We worked hard through the fall and winter, crafting our business plan and getting to the core of what we wanted the shop to be.



Bikes and Coffee has been a business four years in the making. In 2014, I was working as a mechanic/manager at Sweet Bikes, a shop in the suburbs. Great family run shop. There, I fell back into what I enjoy most: riding, building and repairing bikes. I was kicking around the idea of opening a shop since I was a kid, but didn't really have any idea where to get started. Without a clue as to what I was doing or where I was going to do it, I began the journey of opening a bicycle cafe. 


At that time, Detroit was struggling; people had been leaving the city for years. A city of over 2.2 million people during its peak was down to less than 800,000. With that mass exodus and a bankruptcy, the city had hit rock bottom and began rebuilding. But growing up in the suburbs, I always had a soft spot for Detroit. I’d visit the city a lot when I was younger, taking pictures, skateboarding and biking. So when I decided to open a bicycle cafe, I decided there was no better place to do it than here.





2014 flew by. I fell in love, committed to this idea, grounded myself in the city and started to pursue the dream. After working my last summer at Sweet Bikes, I decided to get back into carpentry and figure out a way to stay flexible while I worked on opening the shop. That winter was cold. There was no heat in my VW and I didn’t have the cash to fix it. Driving 30 miles to work, freezing my ass off and not feeling closer to my dream, I was questioning every decision to pursue this shop.



The cold finally passed, and in spring of 2015 I got a job with a design build firm in the city. Some daylight. My commute went from 30 miles to about three. I was in Detroit and that much closer to opening Bikes & Coffee.