Have you ever transcended your mortal body and reached a state adjacent to nirvana? If you’ve ever had the Georgia Reuben from Zingerman’s Delicatessen, the answer is probably yes.

Zingerman’s Bakehouse and Bruegger’s seem to be on different ends of the bagel spectrum. The bagels are boiled and hearth-baked to delicious perfection on different ends of Ann Arbor — Zingerman’s in a sprawling bakery nearish the Briarwood Mall and Bruegger’s in the heart of Central Campus.

All college students have their diet staples, whether it be one-dollar pizza, greasy Thai food, or burritos the size of a small child. Of all these different foods and their varying degrees of exoticness, there exists one common variable: affordability.

Espresso Royale — I get chills just typing it. Need coffee? Tea? Food? A place to study? A place to meet new people, old people, people you kind of know but not really? Espresso Royale has it all. What makes Espresso Royale that great? Every coffee shop has coffee (duh).

Washtenaw Dairy

To find the most scrumptious sweet treat in Ann Arbor, one has to travel a little off the beaten path. You won’t stumble upon Washtenaw Dairy while walking down South University or State Street — or even on Main Street downtown.

Blank Slate Creamery

Blank Slate has flourished over the past two years in cultivating Ann Arbor’s five senses. Touch the smooth blackboard tabletops, get chalk on your hands. Smell the intoxicating sweet maple of waffle cones.

Iorio's Gelateria

Want something sweet? Try Iorio’s Gelateria. Gelato is made with milk instead of cream (read: less fat than ice cream), whipped slowly for a denser consistency and served at a warmer temperature to prevent paralyzing your taste buds.

Ashley’s motto is: “Celebrate the simple pleasures of life ... good food, good drink, and good friends!” And it shows. Walk into Ashley’s and you’ll be greeted by a friendly (usually bearded) man checking IDs.

Selling everything from plaid shirts to duck onesies, Ragstock is the place to look for almost any of your clothing needs — think Forever 21 meets your grandmother’s closet.

Pitch-black paint, smoky mirrors and the vibe of a grunge-addled basement — this isn’t the 1990s, but you can pretend it is at the Blind Pig, and there’s the history to back it up.