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| - This was my first experience with Melt Bar and Grilled, and this location made a believer out of me.
THIS LOCATION. Not the Parma one.
I was three days into a week long route changing air conditioner filters, it had been a cold wet day, I was tired, grubby, and achy. It was about 8:30 in the evening, so the crowd had thinned out. My coworker and I lurked in the lobby figuring out what we wanted for about 10 minutes. As soon as we stepped into the restaurant, the hostess made me and the guy I was with feel at home. She told us all about the menu, made recommendations, and talked with us about the difference between a big city like Cleveland and our little podunk hometown of 800 people and no traffic lights.
We then went to the bar, where we talked with the bartender and drank water (graciously provided) until our food was ready.
I had a mad scientist's concotion called the TNMT Cowabunga - fried pizza rolls, herbed cream cheese, pesto, marinara, and two other kinds of cheese I can't remember off the top of my head. My coworker had the Cleveland Cheesesteak. We took it back to the room, and it was glorious. I had to use my face to help keep my sandwich together and it went all over my hands in the process, but it was SO GOOD.
I couldn't have been happier with the entire experience and this location has made a believer out of me.
The Parma location though, not so much... not so much, AT ALL...
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