“Have you ever been to a death cafe?” this week’s The End Files poll asked.
The choices for answering included:
- Yes
- No, but I want to
- No, it doesn’t interest me
The End Files is among the Substacks I subscribe to because it’s created by veteran journalist Jade Walker, who’s also a prolific Substacker. In addition to The End Files, she also curates A Bit of Good News, The Written Word, and the Moonlight Reader Society. (All of which I also subscribe to.)
One of my favorite features about all of them is the polls. Each week, I look forward to seeing what Walker will ask next. (With the exception of The Written Word, which is a daily dose of writer and writing-centric quotes, but it doesn’t have any polls.)
I didn’t answer this week’s End Files poll, though. Mainly because the answer I would’ve picked wasn’t there. If it was, it would’ve looked something like, “Maybe, but I don’t know what a Death Cafe is.”
But thanks to Walker’s question, I do now, and my answer would still be “maybe.” It might change as I think about it more, though. For now, let’s explore what a death cafe is for those of you who also aren’t familiar with them.
How the Death Cafe Was Born
According to its website, Death Cafe is a non-profit “social franchise.” It’s where “people, often strangers, gather to eat cake, drink tea and discuss death.”
It’s not like Starbucks or anything where there is a franchise of Death Cafes. (But if there were such establishments, I bet they’d serve Death Wish Coffee, Bones Coffee Company Coffee, and maybe even Liquid Death mountain and sparkling waters.)
Instead, it’s more of a social movement where people can discuss death.
Those who run Death Cafe explain their objective is “to increase awareness of death with a view to helping people make the most of their (finite) lives.”
They emphasize that it’s “a discussion group rather than a grief support or counseling session” and that they don’t push any “agenda, objectives or themes.”
But they do encourage the serving of “refreshing drinks and nourishing foods —and cake!” (Wait. Did someone say cake, my most favorite food group? I may have to check out one of these events after all…)
Jon Underwood and his mother, Sue Barsky Reid, started the Death Cafe. The ideas of Bernard Crettaz, a Swiss sociologist and ethnologist, inspired Underwood. Sadly, Underwood passed away in 2017, but now his mom and his sister keep his vision of the Death Cafe going.
As do many people from all around the world. According to their website, they’ve “offered 19,823 Death Cafes in 93 countries since September 2011.”
Where to Find Death Cafes
Anyone can host one, and they offer guidelines on their website for how to do it. But if you’re not up for that, they also list Forthcoming Death Cafes on their website.
Just scrolling through those that are offered this month, many are held in person, often in libraries. However, I did spy a virtual event or two.
And they really are all over the world. In addition to events in the U.S., I saw event listings for Canada, the United Kingdom, Guatemala, the Czech Republic, Ukraine, Italy, Poland, Mexico, and Spain.
Check-In
So? How would you answer The End Files “Have you ever been to a death cafe?” question? Would you be able to pick one of the answers, or are you in the undecided camp like me?
Courtney Mroch is a globe-trotting restless spirit who’s both possessed by wanderlust and the spirit of adventure, and obsessed with true crime, horror, the paranormal, and weird days. Perhaps it has something to do with her genes? She is related to occult royalty, after all. Marie Laveau, the famous Voodoo practitioner of New Orleans, is one of her ancestors. (Yes, really! As explained here.) That could also explain her infatuation with skeletons.
Speaking of mystical, to learn how Courtney channeled her battle with cancer to conjure up this site, check out HJ’s Origin Story.
I’ve never been to a death cafe, but I wouldn’t mind going. Why not talk about how we want to spend the rest of our lives? Why not talk about our preference for the way our remains are disposed of and our estate is distributed?
The question was actually inspired by a death cafe I’m planning to attend next week. It’ll be held at a local library so I’m guessing there won’t be much cake to eat. But, there is a death cafe held at the Greenwood Cemetery in Brooklyn, so if you’re ever in NYC, check it out and let me know what you think.
In the meantime, thank you for reading!