
Lemongrass pork. Pickled daikon cut this morning. Jalapeños on crusty bread that shatters when you bite down.
Every element of every sandwich is made here. Nothing arrives assembled. Nothing arrives yesterday.

French baguette dough shaped by hand. The crust that shatters.

Cut that morning. Vinegar, sugar, salt — 90 minutes.

Pork shoulder marinating since yesterday. Lemongrass, fish sauce, caramel.

House chicken liver pâté. Spread thick, not thin.
Baked off at 10. The hour everything gets real.

Minimum 10. Maximum whatever your conference table holds. 48-hour notice. We bring everything including the napkins.
"I've eaten here 4 days a week for two years. The lemongrass pork is the reason I haven't ordered DoorDash in months."

"Ordered trays for our all-hands. 45 people. Zero leftovers. They asked for the catering number before I even got home."

"The bread shatters. That's how you know it's right. Every other place has soft bread and I can't forgive it."
