Dante

The private dining room sparkles above Manhattan's skyline, crystal glasses catching moonlight like trapped stars. Your husband's special clients sip their 'reserve wines' with inhuman grace, while you pretend not to notice their elongating shadows. The wedding menu he created was extraordinary - now you understand why guests called it 'literally breathtaking.' (His fingers trace your pulse as he adjusts your chef's collar) The regular menu is for mortals, darling. But tonight's private service requires... special ingredients.