Tea Sanctuary by Day.
Cocktail Bar by Night.
The Sun Rise
Washi Silk & Matcha Rituals
The Moon Set
Sumi Ink & Spirit Alchemy
One space. Two worlds.
The kettle goes on at ten. The lights come down at six. The same four walls, running a different discipline.
A name is not an explanation.
Four sounds, carried in from somewhere older than this room. Each one arrives with its own weight.
- 斬the cut
- 悪the wicked
- 空the void
- 屋the house
Together they name a discipline rather than a place: what is taken away decides what remains. Anyone can add.
黒花 — the black flower opens after the light has gone.
The three that carry the name
Three of the room by night. Spirits cold. Ice carved. Nothing left to chance.
Geisha
芸者Jade poured into a coupe. Matcha, melon, silk.
Kisshō
吉祥Whisky and sake, stirred long over one cube.
Rōnin
浪人Five spirits, and the sake floated last.
Three disciplines
Omotenashi
持て成しHospitality that does not wait to be asked. Your tea arrives at the temperature that leaf wants, not the temperature that is convenient. Nobody mentions it. That is the whole idea.
Ichigo Ichie
一期一会One time, one meeting. We do not batch our cocktails. The drink in front of you was built in front of you, and it will never be built exactly that way again.
Shokunin
職人The craftsman's spirit. Ice is carved, not scooped. Citrus is cut to order. Tea is blended in-house and by season. The discipline is invisible in the glass, which is where it belongs.
Private Parties
for 6, 9 or 15
The room. The bar. The tea.
Held for six, nine or fifteen.