What's Fowling?

When people first hear the word "Fowling", 9 out of 10 times their initial reaction is, "What the hell is fowling?" I was one of those 9. Let me start off by saying that I despise bowling. Its never been an activity of choice for me. It's kind of a like "What else is there to do?" last resort type of thing for me. No, I do not dislike it because I'm a sore loser, I scored a turkey the last time I played and ended up winning the game. I still didn't like it. Sitting around waiting for your turn to roll a heavy ball down a shiny path is just as much fun to me as sitting through a 3 hour history lecture. Okay, maybe not that boring, but you catch my drift. Not to mention, the thought of slipping my feet into those hideous clown shoes that have been soiled by thousands of strangers sweaty feet puts a taste of cherry cough syrup in my mouth. Not pleasant. Now imagine bowling without the heavy ball, without the smelly clown shoes. Imagine bowling with an ::drum roll please:: old fashioned pig skin! Imagine throwing a football with all your force across a former warehouse at a set up of pins. As soon as I walked into the warehouse, it was like love at first site. The excitement, the use of athleticism and the challenge this game requires and creates are what draw me to it the most. It takes precision and accuracy and a true love for the game. It has become a weekly activity in my life and not to toot my own horn or anything, but I'm kind of a rock star at this game. Here is a video of the last time I fowled. Sorry for the blur:

Yeah, thats me (dusts shoulders off). If you're interested in playing, visit this site http://whatsfowling.com/blog1/ and check out the location and calendar to figure out how to get there and the best day of the week to go. Wednesday is the day my friends and I always go. Don't be discouraged by the location,  it's in a secluded, yet lit area surrounded by gates with a private parking lot. Its not the scariest of places, but pepper spray wouldn't be a horrible idea. Right before you walk up the stairs into the warehouse, you'll find a tent over a picnic table and a bon fire for smokers to hang out and shoot the shit. The owners like to make newcomers feel right at home. The masterminds (the owners) behind this game actually founded it by accident. Chris (the owner) and his friends were tailgating and they set up a bowling alley outdoors that didn't work out as they had planned. Luckily, someone was throwing a football around accidentally knocking some pins down and WALLAH! Fowling was thus born.  They explain it as a mixture between horse shoes, football and bowling. A match made in Detroit! 

Cheap Sliders and Cheap Beer? I'll Take it!

Hey guys! For my first blog I’d like to talk about the most recent place I checked out in a little secluded spot in good ol’ Detroit. So, if you like unique foods, cheap but good beer and Venison (I mean, we’re from Michigan), then this is definitely a spot you want to give a little attention to.  A couple of weeks ago on a Friday night, my boyfriend decided he wanted to take me out dancing. Yes, you read that correctly, his choice. So, he printed out a list of a few popular clubs downtown. On our drive down I decided to check out some reviews and Delux sounded like a pretty safe first attempt. We pulled up to the most non-seedy looking parking lot we could find and paid our dues. We then regretfully asked the closest person to us where Delux was, did you know there was now a fee for that too? Yeah, me neither. Then suddenly, 5 simple, night shattering words stopped me in my tracks, “Baby, go grab your I.D.” Shit. Never fails. I left my I.D in my car which was parked in front of my boyfriend’s house all the way back in Clinton Township. “You gotta be kidding me…” I wasn’t kidding him. “Did you remember to pee before you left the house sweetie?” I didn’t find that funny at the moment, but it puts a crease in my cheek when I think about it now.  If it was possible, at that moment I would’ve kicked myself, but luckily my boyfriend knows all types of people in all types of places. We decided to go visit one of his friends who had a loft a few minutes away from where we were. We checked out his place and the amazing view he had through his windows that almost completely replaced his walls. “Are you guys hungry? We should check out this little place called Green Dot Stables. 3 dollar beers and the best sliders I’ve ever had!” We didn’t even hesitate. We drove down to a little isolated area on West Lafayette and pulled up to a little green and orange colored restaurant, the exterior was nothing to brag about, but we weren’t there for scenery. We walked in to find the place completely dressed in a horse stable theme with a foosball table in the middle of the restaurant, what? It was a nice cozy place with a foosball table and 3-dollar drinks? So far I was impressed, but I had to check out these “amazing” sliders before I could make my final judgment. We sat down and marveled at the 20 different sliders we had to choose from. They had everything you could imagine or never imagine from Cuban sliders, Tempeh sliders, black bean sliders, fried chicken with maple syrup topping sliders to Venison Coney dog sliders. It doesn’t stop there, they have a mystery meat of the week which can range from reindeer to even duck, Le Poutine fries, the best cucumber appetizer I’ve ever had and a selection of other appetizers and desserts you won’t find anywhere else. With everything on the menu being a la carte (which is heaven for me because I love variety) and only $3 or under, you’re definitely given a lot of wiggle room on exactly what kind of meal you want to create. You are the King or Queen of your own meal masterpiece and I am not opposed to that deal. Now, all this is great but the taste is what truly matters. I ordered the Ham and swiss, the cheeseburger and the black bean. The Ham and swiss was perfection, the cheeseburger was good but nothing too special, and the black bean I won’t be having again (It’s a meatless burger, need I say more?). I should’ve ventured out a little more, but I took a bite out of my boyfriend’s Cuban and it was so good! Overall, I deem this place worthy of my taste buds. I will most definitely be back and I’m almost glad this isn’t a local place because I’d be there all the time. Just another reason for me to visit the Motor City!