When a Designer Becomes Friends with an Artist and They Create a Cult Supper Club
Fucked Up Individuals: The Dinner Series
This isn’t a pop-up. It’s not a restaurant. It’s not therapy.
It’s a dinner party for the emotionally fluent and existentially undone, hosted in the black kitchen of designer Illi Goren and guided by artist Joseph Awuah-Darko who asks the kind of questions that strip you bare (and somehow make you laugh about it).
Eight strangers. One black table.
No small talk. No social climbing. No branding opportunities.
Just food, feeling, and consensual emotional chaos.
Illi cooks like she designs—precise, obsessive, architectural.
Joseph doesn’t just host—he interrogates your soul, gently.
The result?
Grief with garnish. Intimacy with fangs.
The night unfolds like ritual:
Aperitifs. Appetizers. Breakdowns. Breakthroughs. Dessert.
You eat. You speak. You unravel.
The light is soft. The emotions aren’t.
There’s wine. There are rules.
And there’s no way to stay silent.
What to Expect
cooked food and even raw conversation. Guests dressed like trauma in couture. Silence that tastes like truth. Laughter that ambushes you. No phones, no performance
This Is For You If
You’re too emotionally intense for most dinner parties
You crave depth over polish
You’re tired of being “fine”
You want something real but sexy
Book a Seat
Eight seats. One night.
Private. Intimate. Not everyone go the same as they came.