Somewhere running in our blood is the knowledge of a true art of feasting…the mysterious alchemy of food, fire, story, song and strange familiars gathered around the table…remembering ourselves back into a more sensual aliveness.

We are creating space to gather, to enter the realms of mythos, at the place where the imaginal gives birth to the real…brought back into our senses by the fire and the feast and the spark in each other’s eyes.