Benny and the (soda water) jets

Don’t blink; you’ll miss it. A 4×4 hole-in-the-wall with back-lit jars stacked up against a white tile wall and a vintage espresso machine; a line twenty deep of people waiting to place an order. Benny smiling in the window; waiting to greet you with his slight Spanish accent. You’ll happen upon Cafe Levinsky 41, and you won’t…