You could come to this sprawling, clubby nightspot just for the Lebanese food, since the kitchen turns out enough hummus and babaganoush to put neighborhood falafel carts out of commission. But stick around after dinner, when the real action starts. The shuttered windows on the upper tier allow would-be Juliets to peek out and signal potential Romeos below, while the multiple side rooms give ample space for - well, that's your business. For those looking to play it cool, sip on a Phoenician lemonade (Grey Goose, Cointreau, mint, lemon, and orange blossom) while grooving to the beats the weekend DJs drop. Just don’t be surprised when “Walk Like an Egyptian” doesn’t make the playlist.
