Jay Wolfe has eaten in places that don't have names.

A grandmother's kitchen in Oaxaca where the mole takes three days. A Chiang Mai street cart that only exists at 2am. A Mississippi Delta fish fry that's been happening in the same backyard since before Jay was born. Places where the food hits deeper once you know the story behind it — and the story makes even more sense once you taste the food.

Classically trained but still real and raw — doing whatever they want because it FEELS good — rules optional. A James Beard Foundation Legacy Fellow, Jay has cooked across 20+ cities on several continents. Put a burger on the LA Times' most iconic list. Fed your fave celebrity's fave celebrities, communities, and everyone in between.

Atlanta knows Jay from THICC Burger. But the burger was never the whole story.

Jay got tired of asking permission to tell it. Tired of Atlanta restaurant politics, shady venue owner nightmares, and "you can do this, but not that." So they stopped asking. Signed a lease on 1,500 square feet in Castleberry Hill and built the table they always wanted to sit at.

Mouthfeel Supper Club is not a restaurant — but it could be. It's not a ticketed experience. We feed tha homies as an act of love. It's not a networking event with a cheese board, but you could be sitting next to your next business partner, who knows.

And everything — every ticket, every sponsor dollar, every premium seat — flows straight back to Feed Tha Homies. That's not a tagline. That's the whole point.