Have you ever had a meal so good that you didn’t want to brush your teeth before bed because you never wanted the taste of delicious steak to go away? If your answer is no then you’ve obviously never been to Bavette’s Bar & Boeuf. (And incase you were concerned about my dental hygiene – yes I did brush my teeth that night). Last night Jackson and I went there for a dinner to celebrate my birthday and his new position on a prestigious choir, (ok we had the reservation before we realized those things, but it’s always more fun to go out for a celebration) and the whole meal reminded me why I truly love good food.
Whole30 had always been a name I’d heard thrown around, and a few friends of mine had taken on the “challenge” but in complete disclosure, I had no clue what I’d actually agreed to do until about 2 days before the process started. Let me backtrack.
I love having a nearby spot that I can rely on for a solid meal every time without breaking the bank, and that’s what I got when I found Cemitas Puebla.
Cemitas Puebla is a fast casual restaurant that specializes in cemita sandwiches. Cemitas, which get their name from the seed on the bun, are sandwiches originating in Puebla, Mexico (hence the name Cemitas Puebla. In addition to the sandwiches they serve tacos, quesadillas, chips, guacamole, salsa, rice, beans and more. Everything they make uses fresh ingredients to help create vibrant, authentic flavors that make you feel like you’re being transported to Puebla.
Have you ever had a meal where with every single bite you thought, “this is the greatest thing I have every tasted”? I hadn’t until last night.
Brunch can make or break a weekend. When eaten after a long night out it can cure any pain you’re going through, when eaten after a workout it can revive you, and when eaten with bottomless bloody mary’s it can set the tone for Sunday Funday. But the best brunches have three things in common: great food, awesome atmosphere and killer drinks. Saint Lou’s Assembly has all three.
Last night while walking through Greektown, my boyfriend and I stumbled by The Parthenon. What was once a popular, crowded restaurant – and a favorite of my family’s – was dark. I’d always remembered them being open late, and it was only just approaching 10pm, so I was a bit confused.
We walked over to the main door to see if they had changed their hours, but were instead greeted by a piece of printer paper in the window that read,
“Dear Valuable Customer,
After over 48 years in business we are sad to inform you that we are permanently closed.
We want to thank you for your support over the years and for the wonderful memories!”