MJN wrote:
"One Up" at Lafayette Coney Island
Belly up to the formica and hang with real Detroit. Below photos of Stanley Cup winning hockey teams, and the hapless (as of late) Detroit tigers, knosh with beat cops, teamsters, immigrants, and college kids at all hours. Classics include the coney dog and the bowl of chili served with a flotilla of oyster crackers. The chili is a close greek variant of the Cincinnati style, with a hint of sweet. The hot dog is a Winter's full casing frank with a toothsome crunch and a sweet sharpness from the stripe of mustard and sprinkling of onion. Run by third generation greeks, your table order gets relayed Bill Goat Tavern style, no cheeseborger, cheeseborger, but "one up" for a single coney served on a plate.
Lafayette Coney Island
(313) 964-8198
118 W Lafayette Blvd
Detroit, MI 48226
About 15 years ago, I tried Cincinnati chili for the first time. Before that moment I had been reading about 5 way and all sortsa other regional specialities in the Stern books. Those books, of course, made me interested in at least trying the chili. Going into Cincy I thought I'd enjoy the experience of "trying" the chili, but I did not expect that much. I was surprised how much I really liked Cincinnati chili. It was good, really good. It set the standard for regional oddities over the years. And what I have found, with things like LA french dips, Central Texas BBQ, NY pastrami, Boston Indian pudding, [
ed. italian beef?]etc., is that these things are not just interesting but exceptionally tasty. There is a reason they have become famous.
Which meant that when lunch came around in downtown Detroit, I knew exactly where I needed to go. For once, the hype did not match the product. I cannot fully say "so what" because, as well described above, Layfette Coney is a classic, the kinda of barely changed, Hopperesque place I live for. Still, the product just did not move me. At all. And when I tried for the sake of chow-science, All-American next door, I did not leave any more blissed.
The Detroit coney dog gets griddled and then condimented with chili sauce, mustard and onions (I skipped the latter). The dog itself is pretty good, well crusted from the griddle and a nice smokey flavor. The toppings, however, added nothing. Bland is not quite a word for chili, but I am not quite sure the word (Antonius, MikeG, Hammond, Desmond?) for something with flavors that still have little taste.
I passed through Greektown a few times for reasons I cannot detail and rued missing the lamb with squash daily special. I did buy a some nice pastries at Astoria.
To end, I'll add that for someone like me, who fetishizes over old buildings (and old stuff generally), downtown Detroit is a fine place to hang for a day. I think I counted 3 skyscrapers built after 1985.
Think Yiddish, Dress British - Advice of Evil Ronnie to me.