
By invitation · Delhi-NCR & Bangalore
A table that wanders. Guests who stay.
A supper club for six strangers across Delhi-NCR & Bangalore. Slow food, honest conversation, and the quiet art of being present.
My Story
It started in my mother's kitchen.
The first Wandering Table wasn't a supper club. It was Sunday lunch at my grandmother's. Dals simmered all morning, chutneys that were never written down, and a table where whoever showed up had a chair.
I wanted to give more people that feeling. So I set one long table, cooked the recipes I grew up on, and invited six strangers to share it. No chefs' whites, no timer bells, no invoices. Just a meal made the way family makes it.
I'm building a community, not a business. The table wanders between homes and curated venues in Delhi-NCR and Bangalore; the feeling stays the same.
Cooked like family
Heirloom recipes from my mother's and grandmother's kitchens, served at one long table in a real home or a hand-picked venue.
Phones in the basket
At every table, phones rest in a basket by the door. Three unhurried hours of food, story and attention, with nothing between you and the people beside you.
Community, not customers
I read every application and speak to every guest before offering a seat. I match each table by hand, so the six of you belong together.
Invite-only, on purpose
How a seat becomes yours
01
Enquire
Sign in and answer the questionnaire. It takes five unhurried minutes.
02
I call you
Every enquiry gets a real conversation. I want to know the person, not the profile.
03
You're matched
I seat each table of six by hand, choosing complementary people, never clones.
04
Take your seat
Arrive, rest your phone in the basket, and let the evening stretch out in front of you.

For brands & companies
Partner with the table
Sponsorships, corporate gifting, and curated dinners for teams who'd rather break bread than sit in a boardroom.
Explore partnerships
Coming soon
The little shop
Chutneys, masalas and other small-batch things from the wandering kitchen. Family recipes in jars, made slowly.
Peek inside"The table is the oldest way I've ever made friends. I just set it properly."
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