The scene could have been that of a rustic farm in upstate New York or a quiet vineyard in Napa Valley. Amid bountiful plots of dinosaur kale, collard greens, Asian squash, and heirloom tomatoes, was a long wooden table beautifully accented with wildflowers, elegant place settings, and a menu that rivaled any high-end pop-up dinner.
A gleaming Bentley was parked nearby. Well-to-do Detroiters — black, white, young, and old — were smartly dressed in summer linen and flowing dresses. Youths in crisp white T-shirts with towels folded over their arms carried out dish after exquisitely plated dish — all sourced from gardens just a few feet away. | Read more here.