Am I sitting in a café just off Beirut’s Corniche, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea? Or really just in Arlington, off Wilson Blvd.? It’s a difficult distinction to make once inside, seated and surrounded by Layalina’s jewel-toned walls.

Am I sitting in a café just off Beirut’s Corniche, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea? Or really just in Arlington, off Wilson Blvd.? It’s a difficult distinction to make once inside, seated and surrounded by Layalina’s jewel-toned walls.
A fleet of bicycles and bunches of sambucas nigra, a dainty white flower that blossoms for only a few days in early spring, seem an unlikely combination to bring something truly new to the adult beverage universe.