On La Corniche, in Beirut, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea
Characters: Seven women
5 Lebanese, 1 Eritrean, 1 American; ages 24 to 75
Act I: Eight+ mezze
Hommos, moutabaal, fatoush, halloumi, kibbeh, and more
Act II: A giant platter of brochettes
Lamb, chicken, kibbeh with french fries
Act III: Two extravagant desserts
Ice cream with cotton candy, and crushed pistachios
Our protagonist with hookah pipe
La femme fatale
Amal (purple) kept winking at me
So, how did you like the hookah? (I don't have to guess how much you enjoyed the rest of the meal. :-)
ReplyDeleteThe smell of the hookah/shisha/arguila was lovely and sweet - not at all smoky, harsh, foul, and irritating. Hookah was everywhere, and people - women and men alike - would smoke throughout a meal from beginning to end. Personally, I'm a lame smoker (and proud of it) - I don't like the feeling of smoke filling my lungs. That's Amal's pipe, and as cliche as it may be, I didn't inhale.
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