…to the beautifully messy middle ground where food, art, and a little bit of chaos collide.

This space began, as most good things do, around a table. A table cluttered with crumbs and wine rings, kids' craft disasters, and the slow creep of candle wax. A place where food was shared, stories spilled, and linen napkins doubled as canvases — sometimes by design, sometimes by a rogue child with a pen.