The rooms
A cellar built for long evenings
No storefront photograph greets you — the first photographed moment is already inside. Two rooms, one evening: timber and brick, bottles and murals, tables built for groups.
The timber cellar comes first: pale plank walls printed with wine labels, dark beams, bottle racks and rope-hung bottles, barrel pendant lights, glass tabletops over beds of corks. It is a staged room — bottles, barrels, and corks as décor — and it is occupied, not catalogued: long tables set with yellow napkins and wine glasses.
The second room is brick: a vineyard mural in a big arched frame, barrel-end discs on the walls, arched wine niches, and the same cork tabletops. Groups of eight to twelve fill the long tables here — celebrations, families, friends — loud, warm, and communal.
What the rooms share is the ritual: wine poured in large glasses, shared platters down the middle — the whole chicken first, then fried rice and salmon — and an evening that lingers. The house mark is on the tableware: a roundel on the plates, a name stamped on the serving spoon, and a placemat that reads WINE and WOOD.
The rooms, as photographed








