Her red, black, gold,
Shimmering surfaces Spark us to
Touch treasures within,
A space not just to see
And be seen,
But popping With a joie de vivre like
The bubbles of champagne
Reflected in her
Shiny black bar.

Served with grace,
Her perfect repast,
Beckons back to a time
Of spare elegance,
Hile our senses' quintet
Hears her modern tune.
Breathe in the alegria,
A world-rich pepper,
Dancing with the spice
Each spirit brings to NOTI