In a house nestled deep in New Orleans’ heart,
A story of love and life does start.
From Mardi Gras parades, joy did unfold,
In the city where culture runs rich and bold.

With sweet memories and symbols we keep,
Chef Paul, our king, through halls does leap.
Not just any cat, but a minuet rare,
Born in New Orleans, full of flair.

With short little legs and a royal grace,
His presence fills every nook, every space.
A breed from this city, with character strong,
Like our own tale, he moves us along.

Sweet & Peony, the name we bestow,
Sweets and flowers from fate did grow.
On our wedding day, a bouquet made by chance,
Peonies chosen in a serendipitous dance.

Through this home, you’ll find stories untold,
Of a marriage built on love so bold.
In candy hues and baroque designs,
A place where joy and fun entwine.

Rub Chef Paul’s belly, if you dare,
And blessings of fortune fill the air.
For love reigns here, both pure and free—
Welcome to Sweet and Peony.