Ice cube illuminated by poor light, room filled with pleasure. Lust crimson like cherry drop on the lips. Love born on karst, in eld and mystery of tradition. In everlasting desire, in a glance straying to the freshness of floating leaves, fruit of the earth, memory of past times; experience Zadar.

Feel it with all your senses; in the fresh cube, in the melancholy of princes, kings and emperors grieving over lost vastness, the exotic resting on palate or touch which promises nobility and luxury. In a glass full of pleasure.

Flaming Sunset. The experience you will never regret.