For the love of primal pleasures.
When food is involved, our humanity is on full display. Whether we’re feeding our children or throwing diabolical dinner parties with our reasonably-insane friends, our most primal nature is revealed in all its majesty. Once eaten, food literally becomes us. If eating isn’t the most sacred, fucking wholesome ritual of our lives, I don’t know what is. On this note, we constantly get asked what our mission is. Some days, it feels like we do it all to save the world. Other days, it just feels like an elaborate way to pay rent. Both are true. But on our best days, we remember our true mission: to make food that feeds not only our body, but also our soul. Ok, that was definitely too deep. Bon appetite!