WASTE LAND

„Here, said she,
Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor,
(Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!)
Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,
Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.“ – T.S.Eliot

Trinken Sie dazu einen WASTE LAND.
Schwarzer Pisco, Golden Falernum, Ahornsirup, frischer Limettensaft, Chilitinktur und Eiweiß.