Detroit, you fucking rule. Despite the fact that a punk band downstairs was trying to drown out our quiet show, we blasted our songs and Detroit got down with us.
For lunch, Miho and I hit Greektown, which is basically a block of Greek themed restaurant next to a yuge Greektown Casino.
Lots of old folks smoking. The guy who served us at the Hellas restaurant had the papery gray mien and accordion voice of a heavy, heavy smoker.
We tried some OPA! brandy flambeed cheese which came sizzling and crisp on an iron plate and was a lot better than it seems like it would be. The avgolemono soup was like lemony, starchy cream of chicken with rice soup; my Greek sausage and omelette was nutmeggy or something and just a little too weird for me. I would have loved to try the Greek food but it was just a little too early for me. Even though it was 2 p.m. My internal clock's all fucked up.
The Sweetwater Tavern, just down the street from the venue, reminded us of Brooklyn. Down home cooking, laid back vibe, incredible spicy smothered chicken wings -- highly recommended.
Sadly, it was the last day on the tour with Charlotte Martin and Matt Costa, two incredibly adorable and talented folks. I can't believe the tour's halfway over, kind of! Our gig in Lansing got cancelled. Get this -- the venue CLOSED DOWN. Nobody told us til this morning. So we're on our way to Louisville for two days off. Anyone know anything good to do in Louisville?
In the meantime, I'm going to take a Benadryl and get in my bunk. Last night I forgot I was in a 2 ft. high bus bunk and I totally knocked my knee on the ceiling of the bunk. I'm going to try and upload some pictures tomorrow so you can see.
Look at my teeny tiny bunk, janetsumr! It's on the right side, bottom in a stack of three. Miho's is above mine so when I smash my knee against the ceiling, her bunk bears the brunt of it. (Sorry, Miho).
It's 2:45 a.m. EST according to my computer's clock. I don't know what time zone we're in or what time zone we'll be in. I have no idea if we'll be in a hotel tomorrow or if we'll be sleeping on the bus; I know nothing about Louisville. I'm just starting to get to know the people I'm living with on this bus, and in a matter of days I'll be leaving them. Being on a tour like this is like being in summer camp while crossing the country. It's a totally unique experience, simultaneously low-rent and high-glam. So far, it's been a great adventure, and I feel lucky to get to be a part of it.
Oh, man, now I'm homesick! I miss Greektown terribly (my favorite there was Laikon Cafe), and Sweetwater Tavern was a frequent lunchtime destination.
I miss you in my life Ganda! I'm so glad you're having fun on the road. Rock on and chow down.
My people thank you for the shout out. Viva Hellas!!!!
Promises, promises...where are the GD pics? ;)
Sorry about the show in Lansing being cancelled. I was planning to come and see it and meet you! Maybe next time around... and we'll take you to all of the good eats in Lansing.