Garlic Mike’s Revisited
My granddaughter is using my house as a honeymoon suite, so Charlotte and I are staying at our apartment in Delta this week. Last night, we drove to Montrose for a romantic dinner of our own. We went back to Garlic Mike’s. I last posted about this restaurant on December 4, 2008, and it’s high time I reprised it.
If you’re having trouble finding the place, go east on Main St. until you see the Rose Bowl on the right. (Yes, it’s a bowling alley) Turn in there, and a couple of twists will bring you to the best Italian food for miles. I can testify that the picatta sauce would make cardboard taste good, and it’s even better over a chicken breast.
The first time we went there, we met Amber, who was serving, and acting as host–the place is too small for a maitre d’. It was her skill and grace that first got our attention, even before the food came. This time she recognized us, and told us she was now the assistant manager. Good for her, and good for management that recognizes talent when they see it.
The supply of good restaurants in Montrose is growing, but if you want a romantic evening with good food, and attentive service, Garlic Mike’s is still hard to beat.