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Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Checking in with my usuals

The latest surprise at Grant Central Pizza was a pie topped with sliced peaches, prosciutto, feta, blue cheese, and arugula. It worked: sharp and sweet, crispy and chewy, a smidge of bitterness. According to my server, few ordered the pizza. Whatta bunch of pussies.

The restaurant has also been featuring fried green tomatoes fetched from owner Donny Parmer's own yard....

Grant Park Coffeehouse, with better wi-fi and pastries than Starbucks, made some radical interior improvements a few months back. Tables have been replaced with a beautiful wooden counter that wraps the windowed walls. I don't usually like sitting with my back to a room, but I appreciate the view. Summertime is turning out the kids visiting the zoo across the street.

The place is good for kicking back. I found myself reading "The Tough Winter," a beautifully illustrated book by Robert Lawson that my grandparents gave me on my sixth birthday. A cup of tea and one of the perfect scones was just right for remembering my British grandfather. (Try the Nutella palmier too.)

Wayne and I visited the Shed at Glenwood for the first time in a month or more - ever since the restaurant ceased its $3-slider nights. But a few remain on the regular menu. I got a pork belly and a lamb meatloaf. Wayne ordered chef Todd Richards' award-winning fried chicken.

I was happy to hear that owner Cindy Shera and chef Richards are planning a weekly small-plates night. It will be a month or so before it begins....

Kicking back at Grant Park Coffeehouse
Speaking of sliders, I stopped by Carroll Street Cafe in Cabbagetown a few weeks ago. I don't typically eat lunch until 2 or 3 p.m. My server reminded me that if I waited 10 minutes to order, I'd qualify for the half-price special on small plates offered 3-7 p.m. Tuesday-Thursday.

I snagged a pair of lamb sliders slathered with mint tzatziki and a serving of grilled flank steak with chimichurri sauce. That was less than $10 for both....

Wayne's cousin wanted to give a visiting friend from Vermont a glimpse of gay Atlanta last Sunday. We sped to - where else? - Cowtippers. The cousin asked what made Cowtippers gay. "It's in Midtown and it has a patio where you can see and be seen," I explained. I should have added that it's mainly inexpensive comfort food.

I had the usual country-fried steak with white gravy. A good time was had by all.

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