The Arabian was a place where the catamarans met after hours to drink, eat, sing, talk and rejoice. Grandpa Saleh, who immigrated from Iraq with Grandmother Zarifa, rented a hut that used to be a shoe repair business during the day, but in the evening, the threats piled up in the corner, the desk was covered with a map, bottles of Arak were pulled out and the stories began to roll. And that was the Arab. Station for refreshing the soul – a place of meeting, acquaintance and neighbor.
Harbia – A station for refreshing the mind
