WELCOME to A GROVE HOUSE
A Place to Arrive, A
Place to Belong
When you arrive, we welcome you with a smile and a hello, bringing you into A GROVE HOUSE. We know you, or we don’t know you yet— either way, we are happy to show you around:
To the GROVE and garden, where nature grows alongside us.
To the kitchen, where food is prepared with care.
To the HOUSE, where every guest finds a seat at the table.
The meal is on time. In the meantime, you find a friendly face, explore solo, or take a moment to watch and learn in the kitchen.
WELCOME to A GROVE HOUSE
A Place for Those
Near & Far
We sometimes journey away, leaving our family at home. We travel for new opportunities and new experiences. Then, suddenly, a scent, a song, a moment brings us back— we wish they were here with us. We understand. At A GROVE HOUSE, we want you to be in the present moment, to miss them comfortably, and to look forward to the next time you’ll be with them.
Until then, we will feed you, show you, speak with you, and comfort you.
WELCOME to A GROVE HOUSE
A Place That Feels
Like Home
You arrive and smell the familiar essence of cooking, then breathe in the crisp, clean air. There are human voices, instruments, and nature’s silence at every turn. You’re energized, comfortable, and can trust in A GROVE HOUSE.
Take A Seat.
You’re Here.
A GROVE HOUSE PHILOSOPHY
The Meaning of a
Meal
We didn’t start making food to be photographed. We didn’t question the one cooking for us. We sat and stared, we smelled and smiled as we heard the sizzle and saw the flames. We patiently waited until the excitement took over as the plate in our hands became full. We thanked them. We thought about them and what they had just done. We ate next to them. We learned from them. This is what food means to us. Not just a meal— a moment.
Sometime in high school, I saw what was happening—to my teammates, to myself. I saw how we ate, or how we didn’t. And I wanted to help us live healthier days. So I started cooking. I made meals for my friends, offering nourishment with intention.
When I got to college, I kept cooking because the problem kept showing up—not just for my teammates and sorority sisters, but for students and community members facing food insecurity.
I expanded more when I saw how eating before consuming alcohol dramatically changed its effects. I expanded more when I spent years navigating a highly disturbing yet widely accepted food culture.
A Grove House is that expansion—a place where eating is intentional, restorative, and communal. A place where we disrupt the habits that disconnect us from food and each other.
Come eat with us. Come eat for you.