But for every Woodberry, or Dogwood, there remains, for us City Dwellers, an Ambassador, with all the ambience and all the good food you describe. For anyone not interested in exclusively sampling the newest hipster dishes, (like the lovely savory quarter chicken with olive and roasted peppers special I sampled over a harder-than-usual crossword at Rocket to Venus, a now-from a trendy restaurant/bar half-life standpoint-venerable re-do of Showalter’s, tucked into a nondescript corner of Hampden (there IS live after The Avenue), and instead wanting authentic Mediterranean food, try, just around the corner from the Ambassador, on University, the Carlyle Club Restaurant in the Carlyle Suites Hotel. Every bit as good, dish, by dish, as the lovely meal I just had at Tabrizis, on the water, downtown. But nowhere near as “trendy”. Just good, authentic Lebanese food. Not on a night like last night, (when I slipped on my, fortunately, still well-padded keester-despite my ongoing New Years’ workouts-on the way in) but in a cool summer night, it’s a great time to sit outside in their outdoor cafe tables with a sweater (or a hug) and enjoy a nice dinner, there. Meantime, M, keep dining and keep blogging. I’ll pass you one day, perhaps over a dessert bar. We can jog the calories off together.