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Eat at Gourmet Restaurants for Discounted Prices During DFW Restaurant Week!

If you've been around MelissaStuff for awhile you know that I'm a fan of Restaurant Week. You can read more about my past experiences here and here.

The simple version is every year, over 100 DFW restaurants participate in Restaurant Week - offering a preset menu each evening for a week for a flat rate of $35. Your menu will include an appetizer, an entree and a dessert. This year you can participate in lunch offers at some of these restaurants for $25 and eat at some even "nicer" restaurants for $45 at dinner.

This year Restaurant Week is August 12 - 18. One of the best parts of this is that 20% of each meal is donated to the North Texas Food Bank and the Lena Pope Home. Last year alone raised $760,000 for charity.

If you're at all interested in participating, you'll want to make reservations NOW. Some of the restaurants are already booked up and remaining spots at many of them are filling quickly.

Hope to see you there!


  1. Thanks for sharing, this would be a great excuse for a date night with the hubby!

  2. Can't wait to try a new restaurant that week.

  3. Oh, I didn't know about the lunches! That's what hubby and I need to do!

  4. Oh one of my favorite times of year! Where are you going this year?


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