Atlanta, Georgia, where, according to Ludacris “the playas play and we ride on them thangs like every day.” I had a blast this weekend. My girlfriend and I drove from New Orleans to Atlanta Friday night and headed straight to Daddy D’z BBQ Joynt. The Yelp reviews didn’t let us down. It was some of the best BBQ I’ve ever had. If you’re in Atlanta and you dig BBQ, go there and get the ribs, they’re scrumdiddlyumptious. After that we went to The Wrecking Bar Brew Pub. While known for their beer, we had cocktails which were da bomb. There was one in particular that was pomegranate liquor infused with habañero pepper and mixed with tequila and bitters, delicieux!
The next day involved a trip to the Atlanta History Museum and the Margaret Mitchell House, author of Gone with the Wind. I had never really paid attention in class when the Civil War was discussed because I always preferred world history, the older the better. Since I’ve been living in the South, however, I’ve developed a new appreciation for US history and especially an interest in the Civil War. I was struck that the economic issues at play went beyond the slavery and the emancipation issues we were taught to associate with the Civil War in school. Next we had tasty tapas and wine at Lunacy Black Market.
Later on that evening we went to the Cirque du Soleil, Immortal Michael Jackson, the main reason for our trip. Since I was a kid I always loved MJ’s music so it was really great to get to see a show dedicated to him and his music. We felt tired after the long day but still wanted to grab a drink before heading back to the hotel. We ended up dancing disco at The Sound Table, which was really fun to say the least. They played a mix of old and modern funk that was extremely danceable.
It was a packed 36 hours in Atlanta and I was sad to have to drive back to New Orleans. Back to the daily grind but C’est la vie n’est-ce pas?