You may not know it from the exterior or even from the name, but the Cosmopolitan Tavern isn’t really a dive. It isn’t dank, it isn’t dirty; they have white table cloths for god’s sake. We were actually going to Indian food that day until Brendan called us up and said he wanted to come with.
You see Brendan can’t eat exotic flavors, interesting foods, or even eat lettuce without invoking a gag reflex. Brendan did hear that “The Cosmo” had the best French Dip sandwich in town so we scratched the Indian and headed downtown to an old tavern and Italian grill that has been serving people for almost 80 years.