A triple threat of cheese, meat, and wine fuels community-building oratories.
Straight-and-narrows and the pierced and tattooed are in their own worlds at this coffee shop-cum-library.
Puff, puff, give ... yourself a dope-inspired pizza and tie-dyed tee.
This veteran of Eastside’s “restaurant row” will have you and Mom swooning over its organic, New American fare.
A kaleidoscope of margaritas, Mexican cooking with a gourmet edge, and roasted-jalapeno salsa that sets the record straight.
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The butcher-paper serving trays are for drool pools sprung from Mother Dorothy's soulful southern-comfort recipes.
All you need to know is that Jack White frequents this relic when in town.
Mints tame fire-breathing dragons at this stark, polished osteria run by husband-and-wife catering vets.
Politically correct coffee absorbs lefties in the view of train tracks.
Late 19th-century, real-deal saloon moonlights as car mechanic to the bohemians.
Ignore the hard looks at this strip-mall social club and live to play regulation-size pool.
Future sommeliers learn by way of Winedex, the owners' trademarked system of wine classification.
Exotic flowers, blood-red walls, and paintings of Frida Kahlo make this Tex-Mex better than sex.
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