Table Seven is part supper club, part family meal, a little ritual without the pressure to come every time.

To keep it intimate, it’s always capped at seven guests. Unless we decide to break the rules with a rooftop night or something casual, the table stays small.

Every dinner has a theme. The lineup shifts. The vibe doesn't.

The Seventh Rule: Only seven guests per gathering. Once the RSVP cap is hit, the table’s full.

RSVP With Intention: If you claim a seat, please try to make it. Life happens, but if you need to cancel, give us at least a week so we can fill your spot.

Anxiety Disclaimer: Just saying it upfront so no one’s surprised: the two things that stress us out the most—shoes in the apartment (Justin) and broken glassware (Atoosa). So: shoes off at the door, and drink as much as you want… just not so much that you knock over the glass.