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A Farewell “Toast” with Great Friends!

Some of you (friends and family) may know that I am planning to relocate from the greater Detroit area to the greater Milwaukee area soon. I’ve accepted a fantastic new position, and I’m really excited about this new opportunity. At the same time, I’m bummed to be leaving some really great friends behind in MI. I know that we’ll end up meeting up somewhere – MI, Chicago, Milwaukee, or some other “road trip” location TBD. But, that still means I won’t get to see these friends as frequently as I’d like. ūüė¶

That said, two of my closest friends here in Michigan (whom I’ve written about before – here, here, here, and here, and who wrote a guest post for me) invited me to brunch this morning. We were to meet at Toast in Ferndale at 11AM this morning. I arrived a bit early and gave my name to the hostess – twice, as she neglected to write it down the first time (and it turns out, the second time too).

After Bryan and Jessi arrived, we caught up a bit outside of the restaurant. It was a rainy morning, but it was still warm enough to stand outside. We waited for 30 minutes before Bryan’s name, not mine, was called. The hostess simply dismissed the fact that my name had never been added to the list. I had been there for ~45 minutes at that point, and was not impressed by the “service” thus far, but was famished and ready to eat! Whatever. Moving on…

Once inside, we were promptly greeted and had our drinks delivered. Then, we were swiftly ignored for several minutes. Again, the service…not impressive.

Once the server came back to take our order, we couldn’t rattle off our choices quickly enough! I started by proclaiming that I couldn’t decide between the breakfast burrito , a standard on the menu, and a special item: Thai style Eggs Benny. The combination of flavors just sounded divine to me, but I also love a good breakfast burrito!

Breakfast menu Toast.

Breakfast menu Toast. It’s an “eye chart”, but you get the gist! The breakfast burrito consists of

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The server quickly responded that the special is fantastic, so the special was what I would have. Jessi ordered the standard Eggs Benny, and Bryan ordered a custom omelet – both with grits. The server ended up choosing home fries for me, though I would have welcomed the opportunity to have grits again!

We continued to catch up while waiting for our meals. Considering how crowded the restaurant was, they didn’t take too long to be delivered.

Thai style Eggs Benny at Toast.

Thai style Eggs Benny at Toast.

And, when I bit into my Thai style Eggs Benny, I knew I had made a good choice. The coconut biscuits had a subtle flavor, but were a cool compliment to the (semi) spicy red chili Hollandaise. I love having spinach on my breakfast foods, and it worked really well in this dish. And, the grilled shrimp (3 of them) gave another bit of much-needed morning protein and Omega 3 fatty acids.

I’m not usually a fan of potato chunks at breakfast. I prefer hash browns. However, the potatoes had a nice flavor to them, and I enjoyed several bites.

Home fries at Toast.

Home fries at Toast.

Bryan and Jessi had been to Toast before, and based on their prior experiences, we had we had talked about having brunch here before. I was glad we finally made good on that plan!

I was quite pleased with my breakfast, as was Jessi with hers. But, Bryan was disappointed with his, and from my view, rightfully so. His eggs were not tasty (they looked overcooked to me), and he said the chicken apple sausage lacked any apple flavor.

Sadly, even our attempts to cheer him up didn’t work. He didn’t really share the enthusiasm about mine or Jessi’s meals when we shared a bit with him. The Hollandaise fell short in his opinion (and he is an informed foodie!). He did admit that the red chili flavor was the upside of my dish (I agree!).

It was a bummer that his food wasn’t very good, since he and Jessi had always had fabulous experiences at Toast before. And, Toast’s reputation is quite good! Still, Jessi and I continued to dig into our meals!

My personal biggest disappointment with our brunch experience was with the lackluster service. Despite that, having leisurely brunch together at a new place (for me!) was a perfect way to spend a Sunday morning.

I’m going to miss having the opportunity to catch up with these two on a regular basis. Distance (aka: absence) will make the heart grow fonder – and will increase our already over-the-top texting conversations! Thanks for a lovely morning of catching up over brunch.

Love you two!

Ker, aka: Cupcake ūüôā

Maiz Mexican Cantina – Ann Arbor, MI

Author’s note:

I have typically corrected people who call me a runner by saying I am “one who runs”. ¬†But, in fact, I do run and train for occasional races – the last one being The St. Patrick’s Day 10K in Holyoke, MA (about an hour and a half west of Boston) last month. ¬†In the wake of¬†the horrifying events in Boston yesterday, I want to express my grief for the victims, their families, and the city of Boston itself. ¬†The running community is such a tight-knit group, and Boston is a city filled with such pride…I have faith that the group(s) responsible for these terrible attacks will ultimately lose in their quest to break down Boston’s spirit. ¬†#PrayForBoston

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Photo credit unknown – shared from Facebook posts. My apology to the owner/originator.

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One of my most dear friends changed jobs earlier this year and now works at one of our business units ~30 minutes away (in the great town of Ann Arbor, MI).  I realize that 30 minutes is not much in the grand scheme of things, but for folks working in Corporate America, a 60  minute round-trip commute (or even 30 minutes if we meet halfway in between) creates quite the challenge for meeting up for lunch.  And, Jessi and I used to have lunch at least three times a week together!

Friends…the past few months have put me in shock! ¬†I’ve missed my one on one time with her so very much!

So, when I had the opportunity to head out to Ann Arbor last Friday afternoon, I was thoroughly excited to spend some QT with my girl. ¬†She guided me to a Mexican place a few minutes up the road from her office. ¬†She said that they have the best¬†quesadillas, and who am I to argue with a friend of mine who has fantastic taste in food! ¬†It was formerly a steak joint, but now¬†Maiz¬†Mexican Cantina¬†is the patrons’ destination.

I love that Maiz uses local purveyors and local ingredients.

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Jess and I had so much to catch up on, although we stay in contact daily via texts, phone calls and emails – that we failed to look at our menus for the first several minutes we were at¬†Maiz. ¬†During the second check-in (I think), our server Zach mentioned fresh made guacamole, and I pounced! ¬†Oddly enough, I saw a segment on the news about avocados that morning, and I had been craving them ever since! ¬†Once the seemingly small bowl was delivered, Jess and I dug right in – using the multi-colored chips to quickly consume most of the bowl. And, the bowl yielded way more guacamole than I thought it would! ¬†I’d love to say it was the best guacamole I’ve ever had, but honestly, I ate my portion so quickly that I can’t honestly remember anything specific or special about it. ¬†It clearly was tasty enough¬†guac!

I started to¬†peruse¬†the menu, and then Jess and I laughed. ¬†We both knew that I wouldn’t be able to figure what I would want from this expansive¬†menu¬†full of items I LOVE!¬† Jess was set on ordering the¬†quesadilla, so when our waiter (Zach) came back, I simply asked him to please bring me his favorite dish. His response: “Okay, (to Jess) and for you?”. ¬†Jess’s response was “I love when they don’t flinch!” (or something similar in sentiment). ¬†Again, Zach didn’t get flustered. ¬†She then proceeded to order the steak¬†quesadilla.

After just enough time had passed that we’d been able to catch up on what we needed to, but not really a long wait, our food was delivered. ¬†Jess was served her¬†quesadilla¬†and I was served the mixed¬†fajitas¬†(chicken, steak and shrimp) – along with all of the fixin’s, and rice and beans.

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The HUGE plate of assorted meats, peppers, and onions came with three steamed tortillas, shredded cheese, shredded lettuce, and¬†pico¬†de¬†gallo. In my opinion, there was WAY too much “content” for a lunch meal, so I ended up taking a to-go box for another meal (or two!). ¬†Because…it was quite good! ¬†(and, please note that I did make leftover¬†fajitas¬†for Sunday evening dinner – excellent reheated too!)

And, Jess’s quesadilla…she gave me a bite…good Lord! ¬†So very good! ¬†I’d certainly recommend it to others!

Our only regret? That we couldn’t indulge in a margarita while we were at¬†Maiz! ¬†Maybe another time…

If you’re in the Ann Arbor area and looking for Mexican fare,¬†Maiz¬†had delicious food, good service, and is big enough to accommodate a large lunch crowd without having a long wait. ¬†I’d recommend stopping in for a meal at Maiz.

Cheers!

Ker

Three different experiences… breakfast, lunch and dinner in the Greater Detroit area.

After having dinner with some fantastic colleagues last week, I realized that there were two other local posts I hadn’t yet written. ¬†One was about breakfast in Northville, and the other was about lunch in Farmington¬†Hills.¬† So, I decided to write a post documenting all three meals at different restaurants nearby.

Part 1:

My breakfast post takes me back to my favorite time of year Рcollege football season!  Last October, I was invited to attend the UofM game versus Illinois.

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This was my fourth or fifth time at The Big House, but it was my first time doing a proper tailgate (and in freezing cold weather!). ¬†The morning started with a generous host simply refusing to take “no thank you” as my answer to his offer of a morning beverage. ¬†So…I started with this:

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I was careful not to drink too much that day, even starting with a beer at about 11AM. ¬†Once we left his house, our group headed into downtown Northville for breakfast at a local fave – Rebecca’s¬†Family Diner.

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¬†photo (24)Rebecca’s is a casual, noisy, energetic, and simply cool place. ¬†By all accounts, it’s a great diner, so I decided to just allow our server to choose my meal. ¬†She came back with a hearty breakfast burrito – which totally hit the spot!

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No need for anything else (there were veggies, potatoes, meat and cheese in the sandwich).  I was full just from the sandwich!

We spent a few hours tailgating in the parking lot.  I was able to meet up with an old friend of mine (tall, good-looking dude), instantly starting the rumor mill.  I swear men are worse than women when it comes to gossiping!

And, then…we (and a hundred and ten thousand or so others) watched the Wolverines utterly embarrass Illinois. ¬†All in all, a very fun day!

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Part 2:

Speaking of fun days, last weekend, I had a girls’ day out with two coworkers from Masco Cabinetry. ¬†The plan was to get pedicures (them, not me), head to Plum Market, and then grab lunch before we all went on to finish our weekends at home.

We had a great time exploring the market.  Neither Jess nor I had been before, and Danielle just knew that two people who appreciate food as much as Jess and I do  would enjoy this place.  And, we did!  Beautiful produce, organic meat, excellent wine selection, gluten-free everything, a large selection of Papyrus cards, outstanding service, and fresh flowers (2 dozen roses for $8.99!).

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This is a place to go for supplementary groceries, not your full list, as it’s a bit pricey.

After hitting the market, and catching up over pedicures (and the most insane massage chairs I’ve ever seen!), Danielle took us to one of her favorite Chinese restaurants. ¬†You know that age-old rule…if an ethnic restaurant is full of ethnic patrons, it’s probably very good? ¬†Well, the crowd gave me confidence that Danielle had chosen a great spot by taking us to Hong Hua in Farmington Hills.

You can look at the menu and see that it’s pretty standard for a Chinese restaurant. ¬†I wasn’t craving anything in particular, so I asked our server to choose her favorite dish for me. ¬†Two funny things happened next: ¬†1) Danielle looked at me like I had three heads!, and 2) our server asked me if spicy was okay – to which I replied “Sure!”. ¬†Our server responded with a big grin (basically saying…girl, you’re in TROUBLE!). ¬†Jess looked at me and actually said that…you’re in trouble, Ker.

We started off with Wonton Soup.  Then, I was delivered the Shrimp in Szechuan Style.

photo (27)While it did have a kick to it (lots of red chili peppers), it wasn’t terribly spicy. ¬†In fact, it was quite good! ¬†I didn’t finish the meal – as you can see, it’s huge! ¬†But, that wasn’t because it wasn’t tasty. ¬†The three of us walked out of Hong Hua quite satisfied. ¬†Jess even took home a few things for her husband, Bryan, who was at home watching all of our dogs.

Part 3:

The third part of this post had a less satisfying outcome. ¬†I had spent the last couple hours on Tuesday meeting with various designers from across Masco business units. ¬†We were figuring out how to keep everyone connected after they returned to their respective locations (and their day jobs!). ¬†It was a productive use of our time, and it was some of the most fun I’ve had at work recently. ¬†When the meeting coordinator (my former boss) asked if I’d like to join them for dinner, I quickly agreed.

I arrived a bit later than everyone else since I had to stop at home to walk my dogs in what was becoming a nasty snowstorm. ¬†When I arrived at our table, I didn’t even bother to peruse the menu. ¬†We were at Ristorante¬†Caio,¬†an Italian restaurant in Dearborn, and I felt comfortable handing over a blog card and relying on our server’s recommendation.

Throughout the evening, we had energetic, and really funny, conversations.  However, the moment our plates were delivered, the conversation stopped and everyone dug right in!  What did Sarah choose for me?  A beautiful filet with a (rather large) house salad on the side.

Filet

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photo (31)The filet had great flavor to it. The Portobello mushrooms added a lot to the “best cut of meat” Ristorante Ciao serves (per Sarah and the chef). ¬†The only problem I had with it was that the meat was way overcooked. ¬†This beautiful filet was served well-done, and my stated preference on my card is medium-rare! ¬†I did end up letting the server know, and I also left a good portion of the steak on my plate as further evidence. ¬†I devoured the vegetables – the smashed potatoes were delicious!

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Despite being disappointed by the chef’s execution of my meal yet again, I really did have a lovely time with the group! And, Ristorante Ciao¬†does have a beautiful setting. ¬†It’s also close to home, and I’m sure I’ll give it another try.

And, there my friends, are three different experiences in the greater Detroit area.  What are your favorite breakfast, lunch or dinner spots?

I love it when a plan comes together! Celebrating in downtown Detroit…

Since the first day of this year, my friend Bryan has been secretly planning a big night out for his wife’s (Jess’s) birthday. ¬†Two of Jess’s best friends were coming in from out of town to surprise her, and we had a lot to plan.¬†There is a chain of Facebook messages that goes on for days discussing options and planning the evening. ¬†During this process, I tapped into my local Detroit network. ¬†I had input from one of my favorite local bloggers Detroit Moxie¬†as well as a couple of coworkers. ¬†After considering some places in Ferndale, Corktown, and other areas, we settled on a plan that allowed us to enjoy downtown Detroit.

First, we would meet for drinks and appetizers at Centaur Bar, and then we’d head over to Cliff Bell’s for dinner. ¬†Both came highly recommended, and when I mentioned Cliff Bell’s, the immediate and unanimous feedback was that this is a phenomenal spot. ¬†Great atmosphere, and spectacular food. ¬†Their motto is “There’s only one Cliff Bell’s”, and that sums up the sentiment I had been hearing about the place.

After dinner, we had a list of local options, but we’d leave those decisions up to Jess. ¬†By the way, through her powers of deduction, and a slip up or two by folks in the group, Jess figured out much of the plan. ¬†It’s not easy to surprise that woman!

On Saturday, seven of us met up at Centaur Bar to kick the evening off. I arrived first and staked a claim on the sofas in the bar area. ¬†The bar wasn’t very crowded yet, but I really liked the atmosphere. It’s a comfortable spot, with¬†cool interior design, and lots of space to move. ¬†Being the wild girl that I am, I started the evening off with an iced tea (not the Long Island kind, just the straight up caffeinated iced tea) while I waited for the others to arrive. ¬†Folks, this was vile iced tea, but it did the job.

A few minutes later, Jess, Bryan, their friends and neighbors: Chad and Tracy, and the out-of-towners: Shannon and Brian arrived. ¬†It was so fun to meet the folks I’d been messaging with for weeks. I had known from the messages that this would be a fun crew with whom to hang.

Shannon, Jess, Bryan and Brian enjoying a cocktail at Centaur Bar.

Shannon, Jess, Bryan and Brian enjoying a cocktail at Centaur Bar.

We spent a little over an hour chatting, telling stories, and generally getting to know each other before heading over to Cliff Bell’s for dinner.

**Note to readers: Centaur is a great spot, but the restrooms are in a very dark hallway. Make sure to bring your phone with you so you can find your way!

The walk over to Cliff Bell’s was short and easy, despite the fact that Google maps wanted to take us over the river and through the woods!

The restaurant has a cool history, and I knew that Jess would like the atmosphere and decor. ¬†Now, it’s worth noting that Brian (the one that came in from out-of-town) and I very quickly found a rhythm with our verbal sparring and banter. ¬†When I noticed that he was the one checking our party in with the hostess, I walked over to the stand and proceeded to give him a bit of a hard time. ¬†Together, we totally cracked up the hostess.

Shortly thereafter, we were seated at a table right at the front of the restaurant, which was all good until we realized that half of our table was blasted with cold Detroit winter air every time the door opened. ¬†The group of super troopers (especially Tracy!) managed to make it through the meal without freezing to death. ¬†ūüôā

After ordering a round of drinks, we all perused our menus.  There were two things on the menu that I knew that I needed to avoid: the bacon-wrapped scallops and the maple-glazed duck.  Other than those two items, it looked like everything was going to be delicious.

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It’s also worth mentioning that Jess and Bryan have been incredibly supportive friends – in all aspects of life – but especially with respect to “She Ordered What?!?”. ¬†They were talking up the blog earlier in the evening, and when we sat down, Brian (who was sitting next to me) started inquiring about whether I would be writing about this dinner. ¬†He wanted to know when and why I started the blog, how servers generally respond, and about my experiences in general. ¬†Then, he and the others watched me hand our server, Lailani, my blog card. ¬†She took a minute to read the card and then said “okay” with a smile. She mentioned that she’s never received a card like that, and I think she enjoyed the opportunity to choose her favorite meal for someone. ¬†The only question she asked is if I have a preference for seafood or “other proteins” – which I didn’t.

Quite a while later, after trying a couple of appetizers, we were served our dinners. ¬†While the staff was all very pleasant, the service at Cliff Bell’s was pretty slow all night.

On the plate set before me sat the Roasted Wild Salmon dish.  It was beautifully plated.

Roasted Wild Salmon over spinach and Chevre ravioli with

Roasted Wild Salmon over spinach and Chevre ravioli with Cippolini onions and Buerre Rouge

The flavor of the dish was quite good, and when Lailani asked if she had steered me in a  good direction, I assured her that she had.

Then, I continued eating the salmon.  And, I discovered that the majority of it was completely undercooked.  It was raw, with a slimy texture, rendering it inedible.  I left a large chunk of fish on my plate, and everyone at the table could see that the cooks really messed this one up.

And, that is an important distinction for me. ¬†My friends had accused me of lying to the server because I told her she had made a great choice. ¬†I stand by that statement. ¬†Lailani’s choice was a good one, but the chef’s execution of the dish fell way short. ¬†This was not the server’s fault.

Overall, based on our experience last night, we all agreed that we’d go back to Cliff Bell’s for the atmosphere, but not necessarily for the food.

As we were finishing up at the table, the hostess came back and advised us that we’d each be billed a $10 cover charge if we were to stay much longer. ¬†The live music was about to start, and although we had been there for a couple of hours, the staff intended to charge us a cover. ¬†I was surprised by this. ¬†Is that a standard practice?

We made our way toward the door and headed out to enjoy a couple more local spots. ¬†First, we walked over to The Old Shillelagh in Greektown. About an hour later, after Shannon had been repeatedly bumped and beaten by a table full of drunk girls (the crowd was definitely a drinking crowd), we decided to head back toward Park Avenue. ¬†Our final stop was the Town Pump Tavern. ¬†In my opinion, this was the perfect place to end the evening. ¬†It had a calm environment, lots of space, good music, and allowed us to chat and recap the night’s events before heading home.

I’m so glad we decided to enjoy downtown Detroit this weekend. ¬†Aside from heading down for sporting events, and last year’s Gorilla Challenge, I hadn’t spent much time in the city. ¬†Now I know that there are a variety of great places to hang out – just a few minutes from home!

**Another note to readers: Although it sounds like this was one big bar crawl, please note that we were a responsible group.  Those of us who were driving did not overindulge, and were careful to make good decisions.

Finally, I want to wish Jess a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Me and Jess.

Me and Jess.

Cheers!

Ker

A weekend with Pops… 24 Grille, Detroit, MI

I’ve been sitting on the content for this post for a while. ¬†Dad and I were going to co-write a post (he is an established writer, after all!), but we both dropped the ball. ¬†As I was going through pictures from my recent trip to Singapore, I rediscovered some of the pictures from my night out with dad several weeks ago, and decided to bite the bullet and write this post.

During the last weekend in October, my mom was going on a road trip with her cousin for the weekend, so dad had free time. ¬†The traveling Vietnam Wall¬†(“The Wall that Heals”)¬†was fortuitously coming to Dearborn, MI, and since my dad is a veteran of the war, I thought he might enjoy (a weekend with his daughter, and) the opportunity to see the wall.

Dad (“TK” to most of my friends), and Molly (my boys’ younger sis) came in midday Saturday.

Molly (on couch), Riley (left floor), and Seamus (right floor)

Molly (on couch), Riley (left floor), and Seamus (right floor)

We needed lunch, so we grabbed a burger at Miller’s Bar (a best in the nation burger¬†<– read about just how “no frills” this join is!), and then headed over to The Henry Ford Museum. ¬†TK LOVES museums, digs cars, gets caught up in history – and mom and I don’t. ¬†That said, The Henry Ford is a cool museum, and I appreciate that Masco (my employer) provides us passes to visit the museum regularly. ¬†I’m also very excited to check out the Lego exhibition that is currently at THF.

Dad, at The Henry Ford

TK, at The Henry Ford

After checking out the museum, we went over to the Ford World Headquarters¬†building to check out The Wall that Heals. ¬†I have to say that Dearborn did not do a tremendous justice to the wall, in that it was set up on sand bags, in the parking lot. ¬†Despite the setup, it IS a moving tribute. ¬†Dad and I located the name of his neighbor and friend, who passed away just past the height of the war, at the tender age of 20. ¬†We talked with volunteers working the memorial and were advised that a permanent memorial is in the works, and that pictures would be appreciated. ¬†We’re hoping someone in the family/friend network can find a picture of dad’s friend.

Dad, standing in front of the panel of The Wall that Heals on which his friend's name is etched.

Dad, standing in front of the panel of The Wall that Heals on which his friend’s name is etched.

After leaving the memorial, dad and I headed downtown to 24 Grille¬†in the Westin. ¬†I had originally wanted to dine at Roast, a Michael Symon restaurant (since he’s a big Cleveland chef and all), but even ten days in advance, I could not get a reservation for a table for two.

I have no regrets in taking the recommendation of a coworker of mine. She told me that 24 Grille is great dining, and less pretentious than Roast.  She made a very sound recommendation.  24 Grille is more of a bar-like atmosphere, which was perfect because we were there during game 3 of the (dreaded) World Series.

Prior to ordering dinner, I had ordered a glass of the 2009 Newton Cabernet (Although this was prior to my vacation, I think Singapore drove home the fact that 2009 Cabs are amongst my faves!), which was quite a nice glass of wine.

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Dad and I both perused the menu, and pretty quickly deduced that we would allow our server, Stephani, to choose our meal. ¬†She was cool about it! ¬†As my notes reflect, her response was “What?!? Okay! Any objection to seafood? A preference for short ribs over steak?” ¬†She tipped her hand a bit, but it was all good to us. ¬†Oh, and I did make one request…I wanted a side dish of the Brussel Sprouts. I know many people don’t like Brussel Sprouts, but both dad and I do really like them.

Shortly thereafter, we were served a basketful of warm deliciousness!  Asiago cheese bread that was incredibly delightful.

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Next came our delectable Brussel Sprouts (huge, flavorful and delicious!)…

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and our meals…

TK’s:¬†Filet Mignon¬†with green peppercorn & ruby red glace de veau, spinach, braised parissiene potato, and herbs.

2012-10-27 19.58.11And my dish: North Atlantic Swordfish with fall corn reduction, autumn relish, and a potato crisp crust.

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TK and I both thoroughly enjoyed our meals. ¬†Thoroughly! ¬†Such flavor in each of our dishes…we each got lost in our dinners.

We allegedly cleaned our plates. ūüôā

2012-10-27 20.21.11And, then…dad ordered dessert! ¬†Mind you, his preference for dessert is something light, and if possible, fruit-based. ¬†No triple chocolate decadence for him! Although I might have ordered something different (had I been hungry enough), the trio of gelato he ordered was quite tasty. The plate contained scoops of lemon, chocolate, and peach (as seen below). ¬†I was most partial to the peach, which surprised me! ¬†I typically wouldn’t reach toward peach. ¬†As I recall, TK was most partial to the lemon gelato.

Geez…what a wonderful finish to a spectacular day!

2012-10-27 20.32.46Stephani was sweet enough to take a picture of dad and me at dinner. (check out the caption, and feel free to chime in!)

He says I get my good looks from him...what do y'all think?

He says I get my good looks from him…what do y’all think?

After dinner, TK and I decided to walk downtown for a bit. ¬†We were only approximately 1/2 mile from Comerica Park¬†(a fantastic ballpark (that Detroiters call a stadium – grrr…it’s a ballpark, not a stadium!)), so we walked in that direction and checked out the incredible energy surrounding the Detroit Tigers in their quest to win an MLB title in 2012. ¬†Dad was amazed at the number of people out in the streets, at the infrastructure in the city (the People Mover), and the bars/restaurants in the area. ¬†Clearly, news of the “good stuff” in Detroit has still not made it outside of the city limits.

Dad’s words were something like “Why do people say Detroit has nothing to offer, this city has it all!”

In fact, we have giant Tigers!

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And, lighted baseballs… in Tigers’ mouths!

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Dad also dug the mounted police that were on duty during the World Series.  This poor woman had SO MANY pictures snapped!

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The next morning, we headed back downtown – toward the DIA district – to have breakfast at Good Girls Go To Paris (which I first chronicled here). My dad really enjoys breakfast, but I’m not sure he’d ever choose a crepe place.

To quote Taylor Swift – “like, EVER.” ¬†When all was said and done, he really did enjoy the crepe – we both enjoyed our breakfasts!

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I’m so glad that my dad took the time to visit, share some history, personal experiences, and plain-ol’-simple-QT with me. ¬†In my book, it was a great weekend. ¬†I’m also thrilled that he, an¬†architectural influencer,¬†saw the current delights, as well as the potential, of Detroit.

I’m sorry it took weeks to write this post, because it truly was a lovely weekend with my Pops.

If you’re in Detroit, 24 Grille rates up there in my recommendations!

Cheers!

Ker

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