On a recent trip to Athens, Marie was surprised to find a new restaurant chain based in Charleston occupying the space previously home to a different chain based in Charleston.
It’s possible that many musicians have opened restaurants and bars in the Classic City, but we doubt that any of them have a sandwich as good as the chicken-and-waffle concoction here.
We got to take a road we’d never taken before in order to visit this newer restaurant north of town. The chicken mull here was the day’s highest point for me.
We were taking the toddler to an excellent play fort, and made quite a huge detour in order to try a new bakery in town. It was absolutely worth the extra miles.
A change of pace in today’s chapter, in which I share some musical history at length in order to set up a story about a wonderful happy memory from my college days.
This restaurant is an icon, y’all. Sometimes the prices seem a little high, and sometimes Dexter’s in a grouchy mood, but everybody on the planet should have lunch here at least once.
I had hoped to sample one new barbecue place on our trip, but we had to wait until we were back in the Peach State to try one. Here’s a recently-opened joint that serves one of our favorite northeast Georgia specialties, and, unlike many places we wanted to stop on this trip, is open for sensible Saturday dinner hours.
A rainy day in Athens With a toddler to entertain isn’t so bad. The city has a terrific public library, and out in the middle of nowhere, there’s a pizza joint that’s been around for twenty-odd years, half of them in this strange location.
In 1969, after more than a decade of growth, this Macon-based chain launched a major expansion, reaching nearly a hundred stores. Five years later, the chain failed. Today, their distinctive, deteriorating buildings are home to all kinds of businesses, and some survivors have thrived on their own for thirty years. Learn more in this extra-length, photo-filled chapter.
The unforgettable and wonderful taste of the classic Carithers sauce and hash lives on just north of town in a little shack where two old highways, and decades of local history, meet.
I’d be just as happy starting a day in northeast Georgia with the first of several plates of barbecue, but Marie had read about a promising breakfast place, and so our day began with pimento cheese grits instead.
One of my plans to spend all day in the towns around Athens eating barbecue was vetoed, but at least we got a really good lunch out of the deal.
Even in the middle of the afternoon, people are willing to wait in a long line for the flavorful Latin American food at this sprawling restaurant with a pebble “beach.”
You only get one chance to make a first impression. But I’m a reasonable man, and I realize that sometimes, you have to make allowances for your own health at the time of the meeting.