“You learn a lot about someone when you share a meal together."

— Anthony Bourdain

 

The Secret Garden Supper Club was born out of a hunger that has nothing to do with food as we know it today. No grocery stores, no big corporate suppliers, ONLY utilizing the best family farms close to home. A hunger for real connection with food and for ritual. For the kind of conversation that can only happen after a glass of wine, some candlelight, and a dish that makes you stop mid-sentence just to savor it.

 

We're not chefs trying to impress you with complexity. We're not here to be precious. We're here to break bread in the oldest, most human way possible—together, at a long table, with honest ingredients and a little chaos. We believe food should be simple and respected. The best meals are about who’s at the table and the people who work their asses off to make it possible. 

 

This is about remembering who we are beneath the noise: humans with stories to tell and roots in the dirt. Everything we serve has a story—it comes from the land around us, the hands of local farmers, and the fire of someone who gives a damn. Every plate is a love letter to seasonality, to imperfection, to the grit and grace of shared experience.

 

It’s a moment, a beautifully orchestrated one-night-only rebellion against isolation and factory farming. 

Come as you are. Leave a little more yourself.