By Betsy Riley
Michael Young is a numbers guy. He started doing the math even before
he took office last September—examining, from his room in Buckhead’s
Embassy Suites, a week’s worth of every check over $1,000 that Grady
issued. Once installed, he started keeping track of bills that were
never sent, lengthy wait times in the ER, phones that were never
answered, delays due to outdated or broken equipment. It didn't take long for the Harvard Executive MBA to conclude Grady would never save itself into solvency.
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By Bill Addison
I have, over years of searching for transcendent pizza, developed a
quirky progression when I tackle a whole pie. I always begin by ripping
off a substantial crescent from the pizza’s brim the moment it arrives.
The crust’s appearance and flavor, unadulterated by other ingredients,
tell its own complete story. Crusts may range from wafer-like flatbread
to fulsome-lipped Chicago deep-dishers, but I’m forever praying to find
the middle-path crust—properly fermented dough, stretched to taut but
not crackery thinness, which has spent just enough time in a
ferociously hot oven to develop a crisp-chewy bite, complex taste, and
come-hither scorching.
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By Charles Bethea
Q: Whatever happened to the Gold Club strip joint? I heard it became a church.
A: In 2001, when the Gold Club was revealed to be both the sexual
playground of pro athletes and financial Laundromat of the Gambino
crime family, I was almost old enough to get in. Owner Steve Kaplan
went down in a racketeering and prostitution trial featuring the
relatively mundane revelation that a nineteen-year-old Andruw Jones
watched a live sex show between two GC performers and then had sex with
them (admitting, during the trial, “To tell you the truth, I wouldn’t
remember one of their faces right now”). So there went my adolescent
plan to see the show one day.
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On the Scene
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On May 14, Atlanta magazine and MaxFactor unveiled the winner of the “Face of Atlanta” contest. Chanell Rose, an associate account executive who lives in Smryna, won the competition, open to all residents of metro Atlanta. Rose will be featured in a two-page ad in the July issue of Atlanta magazine (shown above) and she received a designer handbag filled with MaxFactor products.
In partnership with MaxFactor Atlanta magazine held an open casting call in March. Ten finalists were selected by a panel of judges that included Nolan Robert, makeup artist for MaxFactor, Valerie Jackson, former first lady of Atlanta, radio personalities Vikki Locke and Rashan Ali, stylists Johnny Cowart and Tamara Connor, fashion writer Marylin Johnson, and editors and art directors with Atlanta magazine.
The finalists’ photos were posted at atlantamagazine.com and readers weighed in with online votes. Atlanta magazine’s staff ultimately selected Chanell as the winner saying, “Her high energy captures the vibrant spirit of Atlanta and her polished look represents Atlanta’s sophistication.” Describing her own look Chanell said, “Atlanta is a young city and needs a fresh face. My look reflects the diversity of Atlanta.”
>> Click here for photos from the casting call and of the ten finalists
>> Click here for photos from the unveiling event
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