Let’s say you’re a fat guy, which -- let’s be honest -- is not all that hypothetical.
You can also be jobless, balding, and emotionally fragile, but as long as you can prepare a quality breakfast and at least two other good meals (even if they’re two more breakfasts), you don't gotta worry about those 50 extra pounds. On the brunch side, you’ll eat ridiculously big, relatively inexpensive, boozy, and delicious meals with your boo every weekend, so obviously that’s ideal.
Not to mention, there’s complimentary popcorn and a full beer, wine and cocktail list, too.
Discuss the plot over a Peachtree Street cocktail (Maker’s Mark, peach purée and fresh lemon juice) afterward in the swanky lounge.
But art strolls like the Castleberry Hill version are; just show up on the second Friday of the month, and you can zip through galleries like Zu Cot, Mindzai Creative and Granite Room.
Art isn’t free, as you might know if you’ve ever looked at the price tags on beautiful paintings and sculptures.
Since almost nobody in Atlanta is actually from Atlanta, we spend most of our time telling out-of-towners why they can't go about finding attractive, eligible people to mate with the same way they did back home, because dating in the ATL isn't like anywhere else, and is downright mysterious for the uninitiated.
In fact, “uninitiated” is just what your sex life will be if you don’t learn the unique ins-and-outs (no pun there at all) of dating in the A.
Oh, and we’ve all been on When people think they’ve got a shot at a “relationship” or whatever, they lock each other down quickly (for two months). ATL’s nightlife population decreases by half after fall because apparently we’d rather spend the winter with the one we're with (no matter who they are) than look for love when the temperature drops around Halloween.You’ll be hard-pressed to leave your trendy red oak table and make your way to the stage — though, you won’t have to miss a beat as TVs screen the live show next door while you nosh.At CinéBistro at Town Brookhaven, you can relax in an ultra plush, high back leather rocking chair while a dedicated server brings you buttermilk fried chicken with loaded mashed potatoes, bacon and cheddar waffles, and honeyed Tabasco while you watch the latest blockbuster.The airport is one of the two MARTA destinations that it make sense to ride to.Hartsfield-Jackson is so big/busy that it's actually got some pretty sweet bars and restaurants, all of which are perfect for meeting someone from another state, or maybe even someone from overseas interested in a little "foreign exchange." Anyone who’s been pursued by a Southern woman knows she'll feed you like she's trying to make foie gras from your liver.