Cadieux Cafe
Website: http://www.cadieuxcafe.com/
Description: “Featherbowling, steamed mussels, more than a dozen beers from Belgium…at the Cadieux Cafe, as the bumper sticker on the wall says, ‘It’s Beautiful To Be Belgian.’ Since its days as a Prohibition-era speakeasy, the Cadieux Cafe has been a social hub for metro Detroit’s Belgian population. Flemish culture flourishes at the Cadieux, which is or has been the unofficial headquarters for an array of clubs promoting pastimes from across the pond, including pigeon racing, archery, bicycling, darts and, of course, feather bowling. The Michigan Traditional Arts Program awarded the Cadieux the Michigan Heritage Award for ‘continuing family and community cultural traditions with excellence and authenticity’” (source: Website).
City: Detroit
State: Michigan
Latitude: 42.40175249993364
Longitude: -82.92574882507324
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Barbara: Implicit whiteness does not equal pure white nationalism. I don't expect the places listed here to be perfect. Did you read the article I wrote? Please suggest some better places for European Americans and I will add them to the site.
I’ve been to the Cadieux Café on Detroit’s far east side many times over the last thirty years. We were just there last week to celebrate our daughter’s graduation, and we had a ball! I can assure you that the ambiance is truly European. Steamed mussels are the specialty, served in a huge metal bowl, and this is my favorite. The menu also includes other Belgian specialties, like stew, sausages, and various potato dishes. There are also the usual American selections. The beer list is extensive, featuring Belgian beers of course. Prices are reasonable. The restaurant itself hasn’t changed in decades. Lots of wood paneling, old bicycling photographs and trophies, and other old world curios. And then there’s feather bowling. In a separate room are two long, concave dirt alleys. Participants roll heavy discs toward a feather sticking up at the end of the alley. Hey, it’s Belgian! A pitcher or two of Corsendonk will make sense of it all.