In the heart of a shining glass city, a melody is heard every morning. Its high-pitched notes awaken unconfessed memories in the hearts of those who hear it. Despite the grandeur of the terminal, the melody reminds everyone that darkness exists even in the brightest of places.

Central Glass Terminal

Elix Glu, making musical potions from carefully selected sound ingredients, uranium-fired. Ingredients generally very fresh, but sometimes expired or from places of dubious hygiene. Some recipes and cooking methods may surprise you, and spice blends may be unusual. Dishes are usually described as "very special".

Listen at your own risk.