Cobb’s Corner - Detroit

The fish didn't taste good, overcooked, somewhat watery,most likely frozen.Staff were unwelcoming and grumpy.

It is one of the best neighborhood restaurants for a summer lunch. I really enjoy this place weekend it's a hot summer day, and the place is wide open.

The vibe inside was pretty chill. However the bar feels thrown together. I came in and waited in a line for a drink with my boyfriend. There was only 2 bartenders working with no bar backs. I waited for 20 min and left. Couldn't get a drink much less access to the bar. The drinks were made in small plastic cups. The security camera even seemed cheap on the walls. Lots of college students. Seems like that what the bar is for.

Well, my journey to this establishment started with a young coworker asking a group of people out for a drink. I obliged out of curiosity to see how the younger part lives. Boy, I wasn 't ready. Upon entering the premise, Rihanna 's umbrella sang through the speakers. It tickled my fancy. Took me to an earlier time. I was ready for the emotions of yesteryear. Until I heard a red faced young lady say, no cap, this song slaps. My mom loves it. I knew I was in trouble. When gazing around the room, I noticed the wonderful insecurity of college kids trying to fornicate hung in the air. It was like watching a mediocre amateur documentary youtube channel. I was into, but I wasn 't like into it, into it. You know? Young love was dancing on the tongue of those whiskied lips. Now I 'm at the bar amongst my younger colleagues. As I stood around peering at my surroundings through 37 year old eyes, my baby face bartender came up and pleasantly asked what to drink. He used a lot of hand gestures, which I 'm into, so that was tight. After taking the order and delivering the drinks, I heard a young man say Aw naw, but yeah we for sure are slicin. We slicing.... So In that sentence I immediately paid my bill because I was abruptly reminded I 'm out of my element as the old dude. So I paid my bill and made my exit. Gracefully, with an old dude slide that dripped HARD. As I left, I heard the same dude who said the slicin comment talking to a young woman at the front door. Pleasantly enough he said yaw gur I mean this slaps, let 's dip. She, with doe eyes, responded Kay. All in all, yeah. While the sun is up, for sure will go back. But after hours, leave it for the kids. Let them slice up and be kids. Let the pre-pubescent mustaches ring. Hey girl, you got pit hair, let it rip. Be that best version of you. Me, I 'll take my old a home and sip a Blanton. Kisses.

Four stars as a sports bar located smack-dab in a college area. The bartenders are young but friendly. The indoor-outdoor feel of the space is amazing during the spring and summer. They recently put a canopy over their side patio, which makes sitting outside even more comfortable. There's always good people watching, especially if you sit facing Cass. Drinks are standard, as are their prices. It's a great place to spend a couple hours in the sun. If you get hungry, there's a sandwich shop next door, but beware, there are no cheap eats to be found, even on their appetizer menu.