Archive for October 31, 2007

Flex Car Mighty Cool

Sometimes Atlanta gets a bad rap for not being a “real” city. Compared to Gonzales, Louisiana, the ATL seems like a real city to me, but I feel further validation in that view now that we have [tag]Flexcar[/tag]. Flexcar is a private form of “public” transportation that allows members to rent cars on an hourly basis. Flexcar members can take MARTA into work and then rent a car for lunch or business meeting – gas, insurance, maintenance and a great parking spot are included!

The idea is [tag]environmentally friendly[/tag] and the cars keep popping up all over the city – they are sitting in prime spots at Emory, GA Tech, some of midtown’s finest condos, Decatur, and Atlantic Station, among others. According to Flexcar’s website, it looks like they have over 80 cars in metro Atlanta including mini cooper convertibles, minivans, hybrids and a Honda Element or two – just to name a few. I would love to hear from folks who are actually using this program instead of just writing about it. So, send over some comments if you have used it. I imagine once you get over that whole germs on the sterling wheel thing, this is pretty cool.

mini-cooper-s-works-gp-780624.jpg beep-beep!

Pumpkin Carving

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It’s Halloween time, and every year, the next door neighbor kids and I carve pumpkins. Usually, the girls do one and the boys do the other.  This year, the boys, Q-yes, Q-I don’t know his full name, and Keontez did a pumpkin that had a “mean” face and the girls, Sequoya and Keosha, did a pumpkin with a “happy” face.  As they have gotten older, they have learned to actually take turns cleaning out the pumpkin and pulling the slimy stuff and seeds out. Their favorite part of the operation is watching me pretend that the slimy stuff from the pumpkin is a big orange booger and then I “sneeze” the stuff on them. They squeal with delight and then start A-CHOO-ing and throwing the boogers on me.

Ah, the small things that make kids happy – slimy pumpkin boogers! Have a great Halloween!

halloween-002.jpgThe mean faced pumpkin. girls.jpg The happy pumpkin.

The Hot Brown at The Dwarf House

hot-brown-from-dwarf-house.jpg The Hot Brown

Have you ever been to a [tag]Dwarf House[/tag]?  I only know of two, but I am sure there are many more.  The original one is in Hapeville, but the Dwarf Houses are Chic-fil-A’s with an attitude.  Meaning, they are small restaurants with some food that regular old Chic-fil-A’s just don’t have and I must admit that I have never really looked over the whole menu until today.  Ashley, a friend of mine, and I headed on over to the Chic-fil-A Dwarf House in Woodstock, GA  (hello Knox) for lunch. 

I chose the hot chicken noodle soup because I have a bit of a cold and Ashley was piddling trying to decide what she wanted.  Ashley looks up and sees something on the board called the [tag]Hot Brown[/tag].  Up comes Karen, a Supervisor at the Dwarf House, who happily tells us it is something you can only get at a Dwarf House (not at a regular old Chic-fil-A) and it consists of…you ready for this? - the fried chicken they are famous for, cut up in pieces, with a buttery chicken gravy, loaded with slices of cheese, and with two pieces of bacon on top.  AND, it comes with two slices of bread so you can slop it all together.  CORONARY!  But guess what? Ashley got it and she loved it although she thought it should be a breakfast item with a biscuit. Good Lord.  Her quote was, “Girl, this is good” 

Now, along with this so called Hot Brown, they have homemade Pot Pies, new vegetables, and even though cows love for you to eat chicken at the Chic-fil-A, they indeed do serve a darn good hamburger.  Amazingly, the mom and daughter behind us were from Hapeville and she talked about getting the Hot Browns at that Dwarf House years ago.  Ah, the joys that Truett Cathy has brought to us. So, visit a Dwarf House and discover the food you just never thought you would need…

brutus-004.jpgBrutus gives the Hot Brown 3 paws up. 

How Can you NOT LOVE The Dalai Lama – unless, of course, you are China!

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I have to hand it to [tag]Emory University[/tag].  I mean, goodness – how many universities in our neck of the world get to name [tag]His Holiness, the Dalai Lama [/tag] as the Presidential Distinguished Professor.  This is not the first time he has come to Emory and Atlanta – in fact, they have a long relationship with each other.  Yet, His Holiness has never accepted another professorship before – and he chose Emory to be his first and only.   The Dalai Lama’s appointment is the most recent outgrowth of the Emory-Tibet Partnership, which was founded in 1998 to bring together the best of Western and Tibetan Buddhist intellectual traditions. (I copied that from Emory’s website because it sounded really good.)

I did not have the immense honor of seeing His Holiness speak to the public at Centennial Park on Monday.  His speech on “Educating the Heart and Mind: A Path to Universal Responsibility,” leads us all to follow a more peaceful path – reduce anger, hatred, and Atlanta road rage.  Okay, not the road rage part -that was from me.  But really, how can you not love this man?  I mean, look at him.  He is fabulous.  And have you thought about this one:  IT HAS RAINED in Atlanta since he showed up for his talks.  Maybe this spiritual leader is exactly what we, in our very drought stricken city, needed. 

The Sights and Sounds of Hartsfield-Jackson Airport

Atlanta’s Hartsfield-Jackson Airport is a fun place to travel in and out of IF you are not in a hurry and can spend time people watching.  On Thursday, Alison and I were casually walking to our gate heading to New Orleans to visit her family for a long weekend.  We both noticed a very skinny man near the wall trying to sit on a metal briefcase – yes, you read that correctly.  Clearly drunk (it is like 11 am on a Thursday morning) he falls off the briefcase and gets up and tries it again.  He also is talking to passengers (mostly women) strolling by.  Well, of course this man is on our plane, and even better, this man sits in the seat behind us.  I got drunk just smelling him when he sat down.  He proceeded to talk to the woman in the seat IN FRONT of us and they talked excitedly about going to the Atlanta/New Orleans football game and then they told passengers around them that they really did not like each other.  At one point, the woman in front of us asked him: “Do you want any goldfish to eat?”  He declined and sipped on his two Jack and Cokes he had ordered.   We had a birthday girl (she was an older woman) on the plane and the attendant asked us all to applaud her.  The passengers applauded and the drunk guy screamed in a slurred voice, “Give her a spankinnnn!”  Nice. 

But it was in Hartsfield-Jackson on the way back that I had to say to myself, “is nothing sacred anymore?” I was in the bathroom and in the stall next to me is a woman- clearly using the bathroom as well- talking on her cell phone.   Really?  Must we talk on our cell phones 24/7?  Must we talk on our cellphones while peeing?  I just don’t understand.  She said, “Girl, I just called you to tell you not to worry about him.  He does not know what he is missing and if he calls you, you just hang up on his ass.  Wait, let me flush. Okay, you promise me you will hang up on his ass?” 

toilet-talk.jpgChatter on the toilet…

This Lack of Water Thing is Freaking Me Out

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Lake Lanier….doesn’t this look so sad?

Is there anyone out there as worried about this water issue like me? I know I am a bit obsessive, but man, I am really obsessing about this. The fact that I can’t water my poor plants (forget my lawn) with the hose is saddening to me. I have bought buckets to fill up with bath water just to give my plants some help. If the [tag]City of Atlanta[/tag] runs out of water, I say we stink – and we would be the first large American city to allow it to happen. If the state and city have not prepared for this in the least, we deserve better. Now, I am a huge Shirley Franklin fan, but she needs to pounce upon the Army Corps of Engineers and the Feds to make them stop draining Lake Lanier.

So, enough ranting. We are all on a level 4 drought statewide ban, and you can learn about it here. Of course, if you need to pressure wash your home commercially, by all means, go for it….that does not use much water at all. Seriously though, we all need to help out. Conserve Conserve Conserve!

5th Earl Market in Decatur a Delight

5th-earl-one.jpgBrian, one of the owners, really did not want to pose behind the counter, but I made him.

I have often wondered why we don’t have more hole-in-the-wall snotty sandwich shops in this town, and finally there is one close by in Decatur that I love. [tag]5th Earl Market[/tag] is on College Avenue and serves some great soups, salads, and sandwiches – not to mention they make their own pasta salads, dips, have amazing cheeses for sale, and the desserts are scrumptious.

I decided to take my mom who was here from South Carolina (Go Cocks!) to the 5th Earl and I could not have picked a better place. Mom got this amazing soup – some thick bean soup with a tomato base – I am not making this sound good because I should have written what was actually in this soup – but mom said it was “the best soup she had ever had.” Now, just so you know, my mom tends to exaggerate a tad, but I will agree with her on this one – that it was really delicious soup. I got a panini with grilled chicken, avocado, cheese, and other stuff mixed in and it was great. We got a piece of the caramel cake to go, but mom could not make it home before she was eating it all with her fingers.

So, if you are in the Decatur area, go by and check it out. They serve beer and wine, have a really cute bar, great seating, and a great atmosphere. Problem is, their website is not up and running so I can’t link you to it. Would be great for Internet viewers to check out the entire menu and see more pictures, but in the meantime, head over to 309 East College Avenue and enjoy some very fresh food. (All menu items under $10)

Brutus gives this 3 paws up. brutus-007.jpg

Atmosphere C’est Bien!

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Bonjour!  Alright, I have now expired my full recollection of high school French.  Whatever.  You do not need to speak Fench to enjoy an evening at Atmosphere- a French Bistro in [tag]midtown ATL[/tag].  Ashley and I celebrated the 2nd Year Anniversary of our non-legally sanctioned Commitment Ceremony by having two nice glasses of champagne followed by an excellent ahi tuna appetizer special.  Ashley thoroughly enjoyed the duck special except for that nagging feeling that wild game is so 1999 and maybe one day soon she should go veggie.  I had no guilt as I enjoyed my ravioli filled with goat cheese and some other non-meatstuff.  Very nice.  The portions are just enough to save room for the MOLTEN CHOCOLATE dessert which is also nice and small so you can feel good about having the Atmosphere coffee drink with a touch of Baileys.  Yum. 

But the real joy was not staring into Ashley’s eyes, but ease-dropping on our fellow dinner guests.  The”corner table” arrived with our entrees.  She was clearly loaded on Peachitinis or some other random girlie cocktail.  Her poor date- who had no doubt met her acquaintance on eHarmony – was a nice gentlemen approximately one foot shorter than she.  He politely listened as she busted up with such stimulating one-liners as “This sure isn’t Kroger Sushi” and ”How many times have you ever been head over heels in love?” – not to mention her excellent demonstration of druken-slurred French – “c’essst biieeennn!”  Sexy!  Speaking of sexy, we loved our waiter Julien- with an “e” – from Cannes.   And the other waiter – a Hugh Grant look-alike named Daniel was full of all the smooth moves you might expect from a career server.  Excellent service and yes – a nice “atmosphere.” 

Brutus would give this 3 and a half paws up. brutus-005.jpg

I Mean, Really?

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I have passed this sign a million times over, but you know, I had to take a picture of it today. Do the women at the Clermont Lounge really look like this? I mean, can the women on this old lit up sign crush aluminum cans with their boobs or butt cheeks? I think not. But maybe one of these ladies was Blondie in a former life. Obviously, if you live in Atlanta, you must visit the Clermont- Atlanta’s oldest strip club. Once, maybe twice, is plenty.

Fall Festivals this Weekend (October 13-14th)

It is a bummer that two fabulous Fall Festivals are on the same weekend. I guess you could attend the Oakhurst Arts and Music Festival on Saturday and then pop over to Candler Park Fall Fest later in the day or on Sunday. Both have great music and good artist booths that consist of art, photography, jewelry, etc- you know, the usual festival stuff. If you have never heard of the musically talented Mike Geier and Kingsized, you must check them out at Candler Park on Sunday evening. They are the last act and start at 6:15pm. I can’t tell you how much he will entertain you. I also have a good friend (I call him my boyfriend) who will be selling his excellent photography at the Candler Park Fest. His name is Matt Wilder, and he is a cute, nerdy landscape architect with a hot wife and on the side he takes really good photos. A sample is below. So, this weekend, get out your house, stop watching so much football, and enjoy these two festivals in-town!

matts-carny-pic.jpgOne of Matt’s cool photos.