To replicate the haunting spread of an oil spill, we served squid ink pasta coated in a rich black marinara sauce—thick, glossy, and unsettlingly beautiful.
Oysters were nestled alongside, arranged like casualties caught in the slick.
As the table filled with darkness, our guests did something powerful:
They tore pieces of bread and began to soak up the “oil,” actively participating in the cleanup.
For the first time, they weren’t just witnessing ocean destruction—they were part of reversing it.