There is a very specific type of Detroit evening that only Mario’s Restaurant can truly deliver, where tuxedoed servers glide with practiced grace past deep red leather booths and the forward march of time seems to have been politely paused by a common community agreement.
You will undoubtedly notice the legendary relish tray arrive at your table first, functioning much like a silent, welcoming handshake from a bygone era that successfully triggers your appetite long before you have the chance to speak a single word.
The entire dining room is bathed in a warm, amber glow that softens the world outside, while the background music remains gentle enough to encourage long conversations over a menu that is unhurried in the absolute best sense of the word…