I spent Labor Day weekend in motown and enjoyed what surely must be the best Arabic food outside of the mideast. Cedarland on Warren Avenue (southwest side, adjacent to Dearborn) serves up a chicken shawarma that's spiced to perfection--not too heavy, just a right-off-the-rotisserie, melts-like-chocolate-as-soon-as-you-put-it-on-your-tongue, smoky flavor. Served with garlic sauce that keeps you drinking water for hours. When Nicole and I were in college, Cedarland was a tiny take-out that we rarely stayed away from for more than a week or two. They've long since expanded into a full-service, unassuming sit-down, where waiters bring complimentary pita, pickled turnips, and lentil soup to the table upon your arrival. Don't forget a side order of fatoush, a great Lebanese salad with fresh mint and parsley and crumbled pita chips. At Cedarland even the bizarre mural of two guys skiing (snow-capped mountains is not how one usually pictures Lebanon, but what do I know?) somehow works.
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ahhh, Cedarland. i never thought about snow-capped mountains, where i had previously thought only sandy deserts were the norm. myself, when i eat there, i don't take in the atmosphere, just the aromas and tastes. (great place to dine, i hope your blog gives them more business)
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