Owned by former Solstice Cafe manager Marcie Meirndorf, Ziba's has a much different feel than its jumbled predecessor. On one wall, the plaster has been chipped away to reveal the bricks beneath -- look twice and you'll realize the hole is in the shape of the Mediterranean Sea. Ziba's construct is a Mediterranean wine bar, but both of these terms are used loosely: It's Mediterranean in the sense that there are hookahs, and it's a wine bar in the sense that there's the craziest, most esoteric wine list in the city. Standard supermarket juice sits alongside bizarre, obscure wines from Romania and Hungary, organized randomly -- price, country and characteristic are all jumbled together. The space is a little too dark and weird, the staff a little too naive, the food better than expected: It's an accidental-feeling restaurant.
A yummy selection of soups, salads, sandwiches and brunch. Don't miss the "I like pizza without the crust" tomato soup.
The paneled Southern seafood shack decor works (think wooden booths, long tables, a horseshoe bar). And so does the food. Shrimp, crab cakes, oysters, crab legs, clams, scallops, mussels, catfish and po'boys are all fresh and tasty. All in all, Six Feet Under fills the gap of the disappearing inexpensive seafood shack.
Donated fixtures, furniture and building materials, with sales benefiting Habitat for Humanity.
Wildly popular breakfast spot (that serves lunch, too), offering perfectly potent coffee, fluffy biscuits, and both creative dishes and traditional staples. Lots of vegetarian options, too.
Atlanta's most historic and picturesque cemetery contains the bones of Margaret Mitchell, Bobby Jones, notable former slaves and nearly 7,000 Confederate soldiers.
The folks behind Rathbun's opened Krog Bar in a tiny building in the parking lot of the Stove Works complex. It's the closest thing to a genuine tapas bar's ambiance our city has ever seen: The interior is tiny and you'll likely be forced, just as you are in tapas bars in Sevilla, to sit at long tables with strangers. Cured meat and other nibblies comprise the menu, to be consumed alongside vino from an astutely composed list.
The city’s most historic cemetery sponsors tours and events year-round and needs help maintaining the cobblestone pathways, mausoleums, monuments and more than 70,000 gravesites.
Walk into this epitome of a neighborhood joint and grab a table anywhere. The toppings are the standard pepperoni-mushroom-olives assortment, but what you really want here is a piping hot, plain cheese pizza. Out it comes on the classic silver metal tray. The crust is a little chewy, and the sauce and cheese marry in a gooey, zesty bite.
This cozy new space on the west side of the park has a vaguely African theme, and the coffee is organic Ethiopian, roasted by Dean’s Beans. A nice addition to a caffeine-starved neighborhood.
After the unfortunate shuttering of beloved indie garden shop the Urban Gardener, GardenHood has come to the rescue of green-thumbed bungalow owners. A gorgeous selection of plants and other garden stuff, and a staff that offers expertise to seasoned and novice gardeners alike.
Spoon is sleek and uncluttered, with a comfy bar area where you can eat as well as drink. The menu is broken into appetizers, soups, salads, classic curries and stir-fries, noodles and specialty dishes. You can't go wrong with anything here, but be wary: The food is quite spicy. You have three choices -- medium spicy, hot and Thai hot -- and even the medium is capable of causing your mouth to sizzle.