Walking into Mert’s is an assault on the senses in the best possible way. Warm and cozy smells, decor and service picked me up gave me a hug like a pudgy old friend. Then she twirled me around to some Motown ditties and sat me down beside some funky bicycle art, brought me a sweet tea and showed me pictures of her grandchildren.
Holy soul food goodness. It was just the best lunch.
I had the Beef Tips over Yellow Rice special, and John had the Chopped Barbecue. We both had sides of Collards and Mac and Cheese. You know the rules. If Mac and Cheese is on the menu, you order it.
After we ate that, I wanted to stretch big and lie in a sunbeam and have someone rub my belly.
I didn’t want to leave.
So we ordered dessert. It was, and I say this as a self-proclaimed, Ph.D. in church covered dish luncheons, card-carrying member of the “Let’s Eat the Whole Dish so I’ll Stop Thinking About It” Club, the best banana pudding I have ever had. Ever. I challenge you to bring me better banana pudding. Then I will lick that bowl clean and tell you that you are wrong.
I’m as serious as a heart attack, y’all. It was great.
Mert’ s Heart and Soul
214 North College Street