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If you know, you know.

That's not it.

The Table

Edmonton · Est. Accidentally
How it started. Three men, pastries, one legendary toque.
How it started. The End Zone Club · Lewis Block

The Origin Story

It wasn't planned. Nobody sent a calendar invite. No one built a Slack channel.

Someone brought pastries. Someone else showed up in a hand-knit toque that could be seen from space. A bottle of something sparkling materialized next to a can of Celsius, because apparently we contain multitudes. There was Godiva chocolate. There were mugs that didn't match.

Three men sat around a table in a condo lounge and talked about things that actually matter — somewhere between "how are you, really?" and "what are we even doing with our lives?"

That was it. That was the whole founding moment. No manifesto. No mission statement. Just a round table and the radical act of showing up.

What We Actually Do

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Eat

Someone always brings something. Quality varies. Enthusiasm does not.

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Talk

About work, life, the void, relationships, dreams, and occasionally cryptocurrency. Nobody's perfect.

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Listen

The part most men's groups forget. Turns out just being heard fixes half of everything.

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Wear Questionable Hats

Optional but encouraged. The toque is aspirational, not mandatory.

"We didn't set out to start a men's group. We just kept showing up, and eventually someone had to call it something."
— Founding Member, probably while eating a tart

The Rules

1. Show up. That's it. That's the rule.

2. Bring food or don't. We'll judge you quietly either way.

3. What's said at The Table stays at The Table. Unless it's genuinely good advice, in which case, share freely.

4. No fixing. Sometimes a man just needs to say a thing out loud without another man immediately trying to solve it.

5. The toque is earned, not given. We don't actually know how it's earned yet. We'll figure that out.