Eight people building things, one long dinner, and no pitches. A quiet evening to talk about the parts of the work nobody posts about.
One table, one shared menu, conversation that goes wherever it wants. We keep it to eight so everyone actually gets to talk. Phones away, no decks, no name-tags.
A private apartment in Mitte — the exact address is shared after you RSVP.
Julian has run a version of this dinner in three cities. He’s good at the quiet thing of making strangers feel like they were always meant to be at the table.
Invite-only, eight seats. Let us know about dietary needs when you RSVP.