Linen and wood evoke a walk on the pier, while aviator glasses and rolled-up sleeves match the sand blown by the sea wind. It's almost as if you can hear the "brave captains" searching for treasure on the dock, each one ready to discover their own happiness. And then the wind blows!

The wind of complicity manifests itself in the condensation on the glass, between white wine and bubbles that float, caressing nearby fragrances.

We are here.

Sunset is a magical moment.