Our Story

About Basic City RVA

Basic City RVA wasn’t built — it condensed. Like breath on cold glass, like a story whispered long before anyone wrote it down. We come from a place where iron once rang against iron, where workers shaped the world with their hands and left their fingerprints on the future. The old mills are quiet now, but the echoes remain, and we’ve learned to listen. In those echoes we found our purpose: to craft things that still feel alive. Our beer is born from patience and fire. Our pizza from heat, grain, and the stubborn belief that simple things deserve reverence. Every pint, every slice, every gathering here is a small act of resistance against the disposable and the forgettable. We’re not trying to be fancy. We’re trying to be true. Basic City RVA is a place where people slow down, share a table, and remember that craft is a kind of magic — the kind that doesn’t need to announce itself. The kind that shows up in the details, like snowflakes drifting across a page if you’re paying attention. We’re here because Richmond has always been a city of makers, rebuilders, and reinventors. We’re here because community isn’t a slogan — it’s a practice. We’re here because good beer and good food are ancient rituals, and we honor them the best way we know how. Come in. Warm up. Stay awhile. Let the old echoes meet the new ones.