My morning ritual: wake up, get dressed, walk over to Alkantara to see two of my favorite people who welcome me with smiles. They give me a ‘big’ coffee and feed me delicious mannouche. It is SO fresh. Literally, right out of the oven. When I think of Beirut, I’ll think of Alkantara and the friendships I’ve made.
AUG13. Beirut, Lebanon.