There is a small, no-frills diner tucked away on a Detroit side street that has people driving across Michigan just to sit down for a plate of fish and chips. No flashy signs, no trendy decor, no social media campaigns pulling in the crowds.
Just perfectly battered fish, a loyal following built over decades, and a reputation that spreads almost entirely by word of mouth. I had heard about this place from three different people before I finally made the trip myself, and every single one of them said the same thing: you have to go.
So I went. And now I completely understand why Michiganders keep coming back, year after year, to a little spot on Fenkell Avenue that has been doing one thing extraordinarily well since the 1950s…