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My notes end around this point, not because I black out or get arrested, but because we're at Midway. Friends are waiting to greet us there, at a big table on the city's best patio, one covered with lush greenery and in a neighborhood I call home. Midway is a bar that caters to everyone — sports lovers, tattooed punks, middle-aged parents, bros with visors — and has plenty of great beer. I order a Westbrook Gose as we go over the weird adventure that was our day. Shane's gone mostly mute at this point. He abruptly departs into the night on a pizza mission.
Atlanta's craft beer culture is nascent, yes, but there's so much to look forward to. Amid my daydreaming of an even rosier future, a friend hands me her notebook in which she's written my story's modus operandi: "Austin drank beer :-)." She's teasing me, but it's true.
@TheGorgeousJR: "[It is] very inexpensive; we sell it at the shop. You can get it…
Where can you buy caul fat?
This looks amazing. However, I see a bell pepper on the counter, and bell pepper…
Love pork belly.
Some food just doesn't photograph well, even if it is tasty.