The address arrives 48 hours before you do. We have already been there.

We have walked the space, felt the light, imagined you in it. By the time you arrive, every corner of that room has been considered on your behalf.

All you have to do is walk through the door.

What arrives at your table was not chosen from a catalogue. It was created for this night, this room, this moment.

Each experience is led by culinary talent who understand that flavor is a language and texture is a feeling.

The menu is revealed when you sit down. It will never be served again.

Every FCC evening has a sound. Live performances vocalists, bands, ensembles that move through the evening the way a great score moves through a film.

The entertainment is not background. It is part of the story.

A story is written. The guests make it a movie.

Guests have come alone & left with people they will know for years. Strangers who drove in from other states.

People who share a mutual friend neither knew the other had. The meal moves from hand to hand and something begins that we could not have planned for & do not take credit for.

We just set the table.