I didn't think I could be any happier than I was when the Pistons won the NBA Championship in 2004. The whole of Detroit was out on the streets that night, playing music, dancing in traffic, honking their horns, raising drunken--but heartfelt--toasts to the team, hugging strangers, calling out to cops who called right back.
I didn't think I could be any happier, that is, until we made our way to Lafayette Coney Island after midnight and they served us the most magnificent coney dogs and chili cheese fries. Unmitigated bliss.
Lafayette is a pleasure whether you have a championship to celebrate or a heartbreak to heal.
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