When a James Bond movie comes out, drinks writers immediately pounce on what 007 is drinking in his latest flick.
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.
Keeping up with the worldwide wine scene can be a fulltime occupation in these days of the global marketplace.