Porsche Cars & Coffee
When I first moved to town in the late 1990s, they sold Saturns on this lot. When GM closed their doors in 2010, it switched to Subarus. Then, they tore the whole place down and build a fancy new Porsche dealership, complete with an underground car museum. Hang on, they’re selling Porsches? in Valencia? I mean sure, we’re upper middle class (or pretend to be). But, this ‘aint Beverly Hills. Heck, this ‘aint even Tee Oaks…or is it?
No matter how you slice it, Santa Clarita Porsche is here to stay. It set the high-end European tone that was followed lockstep by a relocated & revamped BMW dealership, along with a newly opened Mercedes Benz dealer, both just down the street. Things were humming along quietly for the German marques, but then the Porsche dealer came up with the radical idea to host a monthly Cars & Coffee. Since then, the intersection of McBean Parkway and Creekside Road has become a gear-head block party on the first Saturday morning of every month.
People show up from all over with quarter-million-dollar rides and big smiles to match. Others come in rusted out buckets to represent the opposite end of the spectrum. You might see a Lamborghini Aventador that competed in a Gumball next to a survivor Ford Pinto that hauled an L.A. family throughout the 70s. Or a pristine British supercar next to a kei truck that hauled goods at an Osaka port before being imported to California. There’s a real sense of belonging here, no matter what folks are driving (or even if they showed up in someone else’s ride).
Of course, it’s not just about the cars anymore. Saturday mornings at this Santa Clarita meet have evolved into a lively local showcase—not just for vehicles, but for personalities, pets, and small businesses alike. Any given meet there’s one or more stunning Savannah cats turning as many heads s the Ferraris, charming the crowd and sparking conversations. Turns out, the cat’s owner runs a high-end breeding business and uses the gathering as a free engagement opportunity—connecting with potential customers, answering questions, and letting the product (in this case, the cat) speak for itself.
Yes, come for the cars—you’ll see vintage Porsches worth mid-six figures casually hosting boxes of donuts and coffee, next to low-slung muscle cars, scandalous Italian coupes, hydraulic-hopping lowriders, and more Porsches than you thought could exist in one parking lot. But by the time the engines cool and the caffeine wears off, you’ll realize: it’s not about the machines. It’s the people (their stories, their passion, their shared joy) that make this gathering unforgettable. The cars may draw the crowd, but it’s the community that brings the magic.
