The Story
First came a question
Every good evening begins with a question and ends with a toast. Ours has both, and a room in gold waiting for the people who made the story worth telling.
2020
The first round
A crowded bar on a wet Thursday and two strangers reaching for the last cold bottle on the shelf.
2023
The long nights
A small apartment above a jazz club, a record player that skipped, and neither of us ever minding.
2026
The question
A rooftop in December, one glass raised, and a question asked before the cork had finished falling.