SapSap

Summer’s here and apparently people still gotta eat.

So yeah, we’re opening the books again. Catering. Private dinners. Late-night backyard parties. Weddings where nobody remembers the vows but remembers the food. Maybe a private chef if the mood feels right.

Over the years we’ve cooked in parking lots, rooftops, markets, tiny kitchens, loud kitchens, and places we probably shouldn’t have been cooking in. Somewhere along the way people kept asking us to bring SapSap outside the walls too.

So here we are.

If you want something safe and predictable, there’s plenty of that already. But if you want smoke in the air, sticky rice on the table, loud laughs, cold drinks, and food that actually tastes like somebody gave a damn hit us up.

Summer doesn’t last long. Neither do good nights.