Once upon a time in a faraway land, I fell in love. Truly, madly, deeply in love with a boy. I think of my first love often, especially when I hear Dionne Warwick sing “I Know I’ll Never Love This Way Again.” For me, he will always hold a special place in my heart.
The Green Room also holds a special place in my heart/stomach. The restaurant was a sexy loveable place that ran on spontaneity and free spirit. Each meal I shared with family, friends, and lovers at the Green Room was magical. The Green Room was stocked with talented, risk-taking people. The cutting edge cuisine was created on the fly. Customers entered the grungy-from-the-outside spot with low expectations and emerged like religious converts. I can’t think of another restaurant in Dallas that gripped the souls of Dallas diners like the Green Room did.
Yesterday when the Teegster reported that the Green Room and Club Dada were reopening, the news opened a flow of happiness from diners who were baptized in the foodie temple. Don’t get me wrong—I hope the upcoming incarnation is a success, but I have to ask the question: Can you go home? Warwick asks/sings, “A fool will lose tomorrow reaching back for yesterday.”
The expectations of former Green Room customers will be over-the-top. Even though much of the old staff has been assembled, there is one grim reality—it is 2009. “Green” has a whole new meaning. The once innovative prix fixe Feed-Me-Wine-Me program is now done all over town in one way, shape, or form. The challenge for the new Green Room may be to put the romantic past behind and come up with a new formula for success. It will be an interesting project. I’d love to hear your thoughts.