Venue906

We used Venue 906 to cater an event and Emilie was great at communicating! Food was amazing and the set up was flawless.

Oh boy, 906 Fest at Venue 906! Come for the decent food trucks, and stay for the sheer, unbridled apathy of the staff and a music lineup that sounded like it was slapped together five minutes before gates opened. It is truly inspiring to watch a local event prioritize sucking every last cent out of Iron Mountain over putting on a show that remotely resembles entertainment. Two full days of bottom-tier noise to really make you question your life choices—and your wallet. ​To cap off this masterclass in local disappointment, Mother Nature decided to open up the sky and completely drown the entire mess. But honestly? The downpour was a public service. Instead of pivoting or handling the weather with a shred of competence, the organizers just let the weekend deteriorate into a soggy, miserable washout. You’d think a torrential storm would be the low point, but the rain was really just the universe mercy-killing an event that was already on life support. ​The mood across town wasn't just annoyance—it was a deep, collective community sorrow. People who actually showed up to support a local gathering were left standing in ankle-deep mud, staring at soaked, empty stages, and wondering what cosmic joke they just paid admission for. ​A massive, heroic shoutout to the food trucks for carrying the entire weight of this disaster on their backs, slinging solid food through both the administrative indifference and the monsoon. Do yourself a favor next time: skip the ticket, buy a taco from a truck on a normal Tuesday, and join the rest of us in pretending this soggy fever dream never happened.

Good place for all events.