20/06/2025
β¨ Matariki is a time to remember, to honour, and to dream forward.
This season holds a different kind of weight for me.
Around the same time last year, we made the incredibly hard call to close Luntianβs doors. And while it felt like an end, itβs also been a moment to reflect on how far weβve come and the immense love it took to build something so radically true to who we are.
Luntian was never just a restaurant.
It was an idea.
A movement.
A kitchen filled with soul.
And it lived⦠because of the people who believed in it.
To my Luntian brigade:
Every prep, every plate, every late-night laugh:
you carried this dream with me. Your grit, heart and fire brought Luntian to life. I am forever grateful.
To our Lot23 whΔnauβ Nat, Sam and friends:
Will always be grateful for all the years of warmth welcoming us, and for giving Luntian its whare.
Thanks for holding space for us, and for being the rock we anchored Luntian on. You will always be a part of Luntianβs heart.
To our supporters, fans, friends, day-ones, ride-or-dies:
Thank you. You reminded us that food can be more than food. It can be resistance. It can be remembrance. It can be healing. It can be joy.
This Matariki, Iβm sitting in all of it.
The grief, the gratitude, the quiet.
Letting go. Giving thanks. Planting new seeds.
Luntian isnβt gone. Itβs just transforming.
And whatever comes next β it will still carry the same heart.
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NgΔ mihi o Matariki, te tau hou MΔori.
With so much love,
Angel
P.S. Weβre just riding out the storms, and gearing up for Season 2 βπ½Watch this space? π