It's a tough life giving a damn about what words mean. I know that most people regard as obsessive-compulsive those who care when a writer uses "miasma" when he means "maelstrom" or "refute" when she means "deny".
So when I decided to try out Lillius, a new restaurant at the top of Khyber Pass, I was curious about the name. It looked Latin, but my Latin dictionary (yes, I do have one; what's wrong with that?) has no entry for it.
I emailed for an explanation the day after we had eaten there and co-owner Shannon Vandy replied — and I paraphrase her here — that it comes from "lily" which comes from Latin "lilium". That's sort of correct, though how you can derive a Latin word from a word derived from Latin is an etymological puzzle so contorted as to verge on existential.