Whether you're planning an intimate dinner, a celebration, or a gathering with family and friends, Maison Atelier offers several ways to experience hospitality around the table.
Bring the restaurant to your home with a chef curated dining experience designed around your occasion.
Perfect For: Anniversaries • Birthdays • Date Nights •⁶ Intimate Gatherings
Elevated catering designed for celebrations, corporate events, and meaningful gatherings.
Perfect For: Graduations • Corporate Events • Celebrations • Family Gatherings
Chef prepared meals delivered ready to serve, allowing you to focus on your guests.
Perfect For: Office Lunches • Brunches • Hosting • Special Occasions
Thoughtfully prepared meals tailored to your lifestyle. Whether you're looking for personalized meal prep or weekly family dinners, each menu is crafted around your preferences, schedule, and goals without compromising quality or flavor.
Every menu is designed with intention, tailored to your occasion, your guests, and the experience you want to create.
From private dinners to catered gatherings, every dish is prepared with attention to detail, craftsmanship, and quality ingredients.
Food is only part of the experience. We believe thoughtful service, presentation, and genuine hospitality are what make gatherings memorable.
Whether around a family table or a celebration with friends, our goal is simple: bring people together through meaningful dining experiences.
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Anthony Matthie
Founder of Maison Atelier
The First Plate
A single plate. A quiet kitchen. A memory that saved me.
Before a comeback.
Before a logo.
Before the name was ever said out loud.
I fell. And after falling, I reached for something I thought I had lost.
I wasn’t looking to build a brand. I just needed to eat.
Something warm. Familiar. Caribbean.
I wanted curry chicken because my body was starving.
But what I didn’t expect was that cooking it would begin to heal my soul.
I didn’t start Maison Atelier as a caterer to make food. I started it to remember.
Back then, my hands weren’t steady. My thoughts were loud.
I had lost more than time or money. I had lost my place at the table, both literally and spiritually.
One night, standing in a dim kitchen with nothing but silence and a single white plate, I made myself a meal.
Simple. Honest.
Curry chicken, just like my mother made with thyme, scallion, and that warm golden sauce that clings to your fingers and your spirit. When I sat down to eat, I cried. Because it tasted like safety. It tasted like home.
That was the first Maison Atelier.
Not a space. Not a business.
Just a plate, a song, and a quiet attempt to hold myself together.
I pulled the chicken from the fridge and seasoned it the way I was taught. Green seasoning first.
Then curry, toasted slow until it bloomed like incense. When it hit the oil, the sizzle sparked something in me.
Memory. Spirit.
The air filled with garlic, thyme, and that deep, unmistakable perfume of curry.
And suddenly I wasn’t in my kitchen anymore. I was back in my grandmother’s house.
Barefoot on cool tile floors, watching her hum old hymns as she stirred the pot.
She didn’t measure anything. She didn’t need to. She cooked like she prayed with faith, rhythm, and a little bit of fire. I stood over the stove with tears in my eyes not from the onions, but from her voice echoing in my memory.
Soft. Steady.
Singing words, I didn’t fully understand, but that gave me peace anyway.
I missed that peace. I missed her. But in that moment, I felt her again.
I plated the chicken slowly, with purpose.
Not for a client. Not for a camera.
But to remind myself that I still had something beautiful to offer.
And when I sat down, my mother’s voice joined us too:
“Too much gravy you trying to make soup?”
“Next time, fry the chicken a little longer.”
“Why you always trying to make it fancy?”
Then came her laughter. Loud. Unapologetic. The kind that used to fill our home. I smiled into the steam rising from my plate. Because for a second, I wasn’t alone. Their critiques. Their warmth. Their pride.
All of it was there.
Then I heard her again: “So you really thinking about walking away?”
Not scolding. Just asking.
Like she already knew the answer. And I did too. Because that fire I thought had gone out flickered back to life over curry chicken and rice. I wasn’t done. I was just tired.
In that moment, I chose to keep going. Maison Atelier wasn’t just about food. It was about memory.
It was about building something sacred in their name. Not a catering company, but my altar.
My offering.
My way of surviving with elegance as a personal chef, creating private dining experiences.
And it all started with a single white plate full of memory.
With grace and intention,
Anthony Matthie
At Maison Atelier Experiences, we believe the most meaningful gatherings are thoughtfully crafted long before the first plate is served. Whether you're hosting an intimate dinner, celebrating a milestone, planning a catered event, or exploring ongoing meal services, we'd love to learn more about your vision and begin creating an experience designed around your table, your guests, and your story.
Phone: 762-444-1125 experiences@maisonatelierexperiences.com Based in the CSRA| Available for travel
