I was invited to FABO by my friend Lindsay who is a Yelp Elite member-- but obviously not an elitist because she invited me to tag along-- to a Yelp Elite event that was organized to raise money for the world's cutest puppy.
I never drive to Meyers Park. Not because it's far from my house, though. No, it's because A) I didn't really recognize that there was anything cool in Meyers Park (yet another example of me pre-judging a neighborhood by its denizens) and B) even after 12 years of living in Charlotte I get all mixed up in a neighborhood where one straight road is called by 100 names. It's like Charlotte's version of the Bermuda Triangle. Except I've yet to see Elvis or Marilyn Monroe.
How to describe FABO? It's not just a coffee and pastry shop. It's not just a wine bar. It's not just an art gallery. And it's not just a purveyor of handcrafted jewelry. It would be safe to say that it's an upscale-yet hip-morning to evening thirst quenching bastion of culture and beauty. I've always wanted to use an all-encompassing term like "boho chic" or "urban rustic" to cover both ends of a spectrum and all points between, but I had to use more words. I'm still working on a more succinct description of FABO. Here's what I have to say: GO TO FABO!! If you're like me and get lost in the Meyers Park maze, pull a Hansel and Gretel move and leave a little trail of snacks so you can find your way home. Just make sure you give FABO a try ASAP.