SHARP EDGES
FORGED DAILY.

A dark little workshop for cuts, shaves, and beards — where old-school steel meets a heavy hand. No frills, no fuss, just the kind of grooming that holds up.

We opened Iron & Oak in a converted machine shop off the tracks. Kept the concrete, kept the steel benches, and dragged in a wall of old brass mirrors. It still smells faintly of sawdust and bay rum — exactly how we like it.

Old steel.
Steady hands.

Everything here gets done the slow way. We strop our razors on leather, we mix our own tonics in the back, and we don't rush a fade because the next chair is filling up.

Grab a
chair.

Walk-ins land whenever a chair opens up. Want a specific barber and a specific time? Give us a call or drop a line and we'll pencil you in.