Are we nuts?
50 Best Bars
After a bill to regulate them died in the state House, private rideshare vehicles have multiplied on Atlanta streets like ants in spilled Coke. We wanted to know: Who’s quickest? So on a Tuesday in June, Atlanta magazine staffers revved up our smartphones at 8 p.m. sharp in a race from Sister Louisa’s Church on Edgewood Avenue to Ormsby’s on the Westside.
Manuel Maloof opened his eponymous tavern in 1956 with conversation as a founding principle. “Where else can a guy who makes $50 a week and a guy doing $200,000 a year sit next to each other and find out what each other is thinking?” He banned live music or even a jukebox “because those things keep people from talking to each other.” As he told this magazine back in 1968, “A tavern ought to be a place where people from all over can come in and say what’s on their mind.”
The Austin Avenue Buffet, which legend has it was once Atlanta’s oldest drinking establishment, closed around the millennium with a tearful auction of its artifacts.
Visiting a few dozen bars over the course of a month gives a person some perspective. Here are some trends we spotted far too often, and that we fervently wish would go away forever.