OUR STORY

A group of ten men standing together on an indoor pickleball court, holding paddles, smiling, with a colorful mural on the wall behind them.
A young girl and a man kneeling on a tennis court indoors, smiling. The girl is holding a pink and black tennis racket cover, and the man is in a black sports outfit. A tennis ball cart is between them. In the background, a bar area with a neon sign that says 'A Fault' and television screens showing sports.
A smiling young man and woman taking a selfie in front of a sign that reads 'Home of the US Open Pickleball Championships' in Apple, Florida, held in 2016, 2018, 2019, 2021.
Interior of a building under construction or renovation, with workers installing fixtures and equipment, some using ladders and scaffolding, and various tools and supplies scattered around.
A young girl in a pink checked dress and pink leggings holding a yellow ball and a blue pickleball paddle in front of a wall with paddle-shaped art and a framed display of mini paddles.

From Daydream to Dream Come True

At Fault started the way all the best things do: with a ridiculous idea, a little too much confidence, and the kind of friendship that can only come from years of shared memories and a mutual love of good food, great drinks, and fierce competition.

It began with four friends—each from wildly different backgrounds—sitting around a table, tossing around a what-if.
What if we could build a place where people actually wanted to hang out?
Where the food was better than you'd expect, the drinks went down easy, and the pickleball wasn’t just a court in the corner—it was the heartbeat of the place.

What if we could turn a good time into something legendary?

We didn't have all the answers—but we had a dream. So we bet the house. Literally. We quit jobs, emptied savings accounts, raised some money from our closest friends and family and went all-in. No backup plan. Just passion, sweat, and a shared belief that if we built it right, people would feel the difference the moment they walked through the door.

This isn’t a corporate concept. It’s not backed by a restaurant group or venture fund. At Fault is a true family business. You’ll find our family members greeting guests, our wives running events, and our mother-in-law—yes, our mother-in-law—folding shirts or helping in the kitchen when things get wild (which they often do). Every detail, from the lighting to the menu, has been obsessed over by people who actually care. Not because it’s our job—because it’s our baby.

We built At Fault to feel like an extension of our homes: a place where you can be competitive and goofy in the same game, where the playlist always hits just right, and where memories happen by accident—but are never forgotten.

It’s not just about pickleball. It’s not just about food and drink. It’s about the energy, the vibe, the feeling you get when you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.

We're not perfect. But we are passionate. And if things ever go sideways, well—we're At Fault.

A Cavalier King Charles Spaniel puppy with a red and white coat playing with a yellow tennis ball on a tennis court, with a chain-link fence and people playing tennis in the background on a sunny day.

Basil - the official pup of At Fault