Sometimes, when you find a treasure, you want to show everyone, shout it out: Hey, look at this great thing!
But then there are times when you want to keep it to yourself, when your secret is too precious to share.
So it’s with a troubled heart that I tell you about Detz Cafe in downtown Colorado Springs (211 E. Cucharras). We love it, and we’d like it if you love it, too, but we also don’t want it to become so popular that it’s ruined. Maybe it’s best that there are no reviews of it anywhere. Maybe it’s best that the Yelpers haven’t discovered it. We like it just the way it is.
In the back of my mind, I’ve always known about Detz. It’s always been there. I just always thought it was closed or defunct. And sometimes, I think I must have thought it’s just a building that’s part of the Jiffy Lube next door. It’s nearly invisible. But since we’ve been moving, and since someone can’t seem to figure out how to attach the stove to the gas supply, we’ve been eating at Detz nearly every day.
I can tell you it isn’t any kind of incentive to fix that stove.
Detz serves perfect American comfort food: corned-beef hash; pancakes; burgers; meatloaf. They take credit and debit cards, and they’re open every day except Saturday (still, open on Sunday in this town is a victory). The service is wonderful. Go ahead and try Detz, if you must. But don’t ruin it.