Enter in, to sunset lighted establishment, radiating
old world charm.
Narrow cobblestone walkway to an oak door, guarded,
by vintners' own grapevine, still producing after generations
of time, marked only by careful pruning, feeding, watering.
In this tavern you will encounter magical persons who
are not what they seem.
Knights of old, haunting favorite seats, telling old tales
of dragons slayn and fair damsels won.
Enter in and imbibe a fairee story in congenial
Writing by Regina Stemberger