This burlesque club contains a stripper pole, but is hardly worth it unless you know someone who will hook up drinks.

It was a warm evening in the city and not yet dark. We arrived, giddy and happy, and he ordered two glasses of prosecco. The waiter managed to fit onto our tiny wood table two plates of tartines, a legumes dish, and a tray of fromage. And then we shared dessert. I can’t remember exactly but it must have been chocolate.

Amazing curation by a passionate knowledgeable staff. Art, Design, Photo, Architecture, books etc.

Their coffee—all brewed from carefully sourced Nicaraguan beans—is truly delicious.

When I have a bit of money I like to go there with friends to celebrate our happiness and miseries.