cafe izmair pt I

cafe izmair pt I

cafe izmair
3711 greenville avenue
dallas, texas 75206

she eats large greek chabouli salad. she glams with the favourite of chic parisian babes, (yves… still in my heart) saint laurent rouge pur couture. makes us feel like we are strolling the champs elysees and smoking gitanes

but, cafe izmair is a hot second away from another world, (in my mind the ideal would be chomping (or daintily munching a baguette and staring longingly up at the atelier of jean paul gaultier). sunday nights, the cafe has $4 glasses of red wine-based sangria & chopped fruit. my companion swears she received all of her fruit & veggie servings in a single glass

izmair is a favourite of locals young & old, rich & poor. i’ll never forget going home with my uber-cultured roommate at boarding school, only to be lectured by her even more cultured father on the benefits of a truly great ethnic restaurant. cafe izmair checks all his tried-and-true food snob boxes. the authenticity pours out of every dish, every drink, every word the waiters speak. (and on my birthday, they brought us a free bottle of wine and a sharpie for all my girls to sign in memory of our evening)


hg sply co redux

hg sply co redux

2008 greenville avenue
dallas, texas 75206

our second journey to this tyke (opened about a month ago) of a restaurant was even more enjoyable than our first. a very hip, stunning waitress with bomb-ass skin (read: etherial glowing) presented us with some Original Sin and cochonita nachos, complete with a gluten-free pita chip base topped with a mound of avocados and pulled pork. i was absolutely popping by the time we hit the bottom layer of pita, but managed to balance the cals with some baby spinach, kale, and quinoa salad . please note, waitress prefaced this dish with: “ummm, i hope you REALLY like kale”, and luckily, i do. the dish was a bit dry but it made me feel like i was giving my body some well-deserved positive affirmation. that’s what’s up.