It Started in a Cramped London Kitchen
In 2014, two former restaurant chefs found themselves disillusioned with the industry's relentless pace. They missed the connection with diners—the conversations, the gratitude, the chance to see someone genuinely enjoy a meal. So they started small: cooking for friends, then friends of friends, then strangers who'd heard about "those chefs who come to your house."
What began as a side project quickly grew. Within two years, Fading Spring had a team of five, a proper website, and a waiting list. The name came from a poem one of the founders remembered from university—something about how the most beautiful moments are often fleeting, and how that makes them worth savouring.