Sweet Georgia Brown
1045 Brush St
Detroit, MI 48226
(313) 965-1245
www.sweetgb.com

I missed a field goal at Ford Field last year. It was a 31 yarder. I made it in my next try, but had I made it the first time, things may have been different. I would have tried a 41 yarder next and maybe we would have gotten more points.

The point is, my GM team came in 4th place in the Detroit Sports Bowl event that was supposed to get the Detroit area excited about the Superbowl.

I was kind of sad when all we won were $50 gift certificates to Sweet Georgia Brown.

Little did I know.
September 27th, 2006 was our 3 year wedding anniversary. We decided to drop off the kids and use the certificates.
Sweet Georgia Brown is an upscale Soul Food restaurant a block from the heart of Greektown. Non-descript and low toned it is unflatteringly tucked under a parking structure. I like that. That's underground cool for sure.

I can say sincerely that this was the best meal I've ever had, and I've had some VERY good meals.

Appetizer
Grilled Chicken, Pepperoni and
Fontina Cheese Quesadilla 8

Entrees
Chef Jerry’s Signature Crab Cakes 28
our jumbo lump crabmeat and shrimp cakes with woodford
spicy bourbon mustard sauce and fresh asparagus

Detroit’s Original Fried Lobster 37
twin lobster tails flash fried, served with creole dirty rice
and broccolini, woodford spicy bourbon
mustard sauce

Dessert
Georgia Peach Cobbler with Specialty
Peach Ice Cream 9

You MUST try each of these if you get the chance before you die.
Granted, unless I get another $50 gift certificate, there's no way I'm paying such insane prices for real. Those numbers are the price. I didn't want to fool you into thinking anything else.

I was so proud of Detroit that night. I enjoyed the company of my beautiful and loving wife again. We walked through Greektown and found a shop that sells vintage black and white photographs of Detroit. There was one in 1916 that blew me away. Detroit looked so alive, hopeful, and optimistic.

On the way back to the car, a dull roar turned into a fearful cry of mass joy and poured over the buildings and flooded the streets. A Tiger had hit a home run. Annalisa and I smiled at each other.

Ethan slept through the night mostly all this week. I slept more than 6 hours straight every day this week. I'm starting to see colors again.

Detroit, the Tigers, and me.

Alive. Hopeful. Optimistic.