Holla!

So, there were many things I disliked about living in Detroit. Mainly they concerned my jobs, because as I stayed there and started making good friends I realized Detroit as a place isn't as horrible as I once thought. Sure, I'm definitely loving Seattle way way more, but I have to give props to the D.

And one of the reasons I'm bringing this up is because of an article in the newest Readymade, where these people (who I must say whomever wrote this should really do some more research. As it turns out she actually lives in Detroit: sweetie, you should go out more) wrote articles about lost cities that are actually pretty cool.

Let's look at some of this girl's choices of hip places to go (which by the way, not a whole lot of the places featured were actually in Detroit but more of the surrounding areas like Dearborn and Royal Oak):

Northern Lights Lounge (I never knew there was a Lounge in its name):

I used to frequent this place on Tuesdays. The first time I went it was seriously amazing. A melting pot of every type of stereotype you could possibly find in Detroit. From hip hop to frat boys to nerds to people you just don't want to bump into, we were all there breakdancing to some amazing DJ. Then the next few times I went it became way too popular. Suddenly I was getting charged $5 to get in. There were fights breaking out every few minutes and you couldn't even get on the dance floor. I say this place had its prime about a year or two ago.

La Shish:

This restaurant was under the Best Off-The-Beaten-Track Restaurant, which is odd because if you live anywhere even near Detroit, Warren, Ferndale, Royal Oak, etc. you can find a La Shish like you can find a Starbucks in Seattle. So, yes I agree they have very good hummus and I could live off their apple smoothies, but it's not really a place you have to look for to discover. If you're looking for off-beaten and delicious then you get ice cream at the place next to Bolero (sorry, I don't know the name, but it's DEFINITELY NOT FUCKING COLDSTONE). You get the best pastrimi sandwich at Bread Basket. You scarf down your pizza at Green Lantern. Then get your burger at Red Coat (if you don't mind waiting a year and a half). Go to Noble Fish for the sushi and Thai Smile for ummmm thai (these 2 places would be my best description of off-the-beaten-track as the sushi place is in the back of a Japanese grocery store, kinda NY style and Thai Smile is box connected to a hotel and by the way the only redeeming quality of working in Warren at the shittiest job I've ever had.)

Oh, and if there's anything more Detroit and OTBT what about some secret Coney place? I personally thought the one place I went to which was supposed to have the best ones on a drunken night would turn my insides into tar, but I've heard people just love them more then their fat children.

Coolest movie theater: ??

The Ford Wyoming Drive-In. Well, I can say I've never been there. And that's probably a good thing, because if I had ever gone I would never be writting on this blog again because I would have been shot 3 times, raped and left for the dogs. I can't believe this person would advertise for tourists to visit this place.

As for a few shocking things she missed (but it's understandable, because I'm sure she's limited):

-FEATHER BOWLING!! This should have been on the list because a) it's fucking awesome and b) it's the only place in the US where you can play
-Wednesdays in Royal Oak- What a scene. Sure, Detroit snobs would snub their noses to this, but a visitor would find the millions of motorcycles sprawled on the street just amazing. Plus, look out for girls in leather walking their boyfriends with a dog chain. Always a site to see.
-Theater Bizarre/The Peep Show (I think I'm getting that name wrong)/whatever other underground shit that takes place- Detroit is big on the underground. Then you go and see that all your friends know about this "underground" shit too. Thus, you feel like a dork and resume your normal life of knitting/reading/working out. But going to these events always ended up being a good story to tell later (my car was broken into at theater bizarre/and the boy I dragged to The Peep Show ended up becoming my boyfriend).

So, there you have it. My critique on an article about Detroit. Take it or leave it. I'm out.