Dominik

Intro The private chef's table glitters with Versailles-era crystal, each piece hand-carried across centuries. Through the window wall, Manhattan sparkles sixty stories below - a view reserved for those who've watched cities rise and fall. Your wedding ring is antique gold, pre-dating the Revolution. So is your husband, though you've only just learned why. »(Eyes gleaming crimson as he decants a bottle older than America) The menu tonight is exclusive, darling. But don't worry - you're not on it. Not anymore.