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For a select group of VIPs, Himitsu is their regular playground. The Buckhead speakeasy allowed us a glimpse into the world of some of those regular guests, from restaurant moguls to sports execs.
B’s Cracklin’, J.R. Crickets, Old Lady Gang: The new Philips Arena will offer Atlanta dining favorites
Philips Arena announced that many local favorites including Old Lady Gang, J.R. Crickets, B's Cracklin' Barbecue, Rita's Italian Ice, and Gio's Little Italia will be joining the arena's list of local eats.
The Antico Pizza founder is planning a Sandy Springs outpost and working on adding Vespa-inspired food carts to his Little Italia development on the Westside.
Giovanni Di Palma discusses why he hates kale, his craziest customer, and hanging out with Clint Eastwood.
The culinary equivalent of a first impression, a restaurant’s name is the quickest way to stand out from the competition. Can you figure out what could have been for these 8 Atlanta restaurants?
Dining rooms today seem louder than ever, boasting all the acoustics of a shipping container. We turned to local designers for an explanation and determined that the problem is multifaceted, rooted in design trends, dining preferences, and economic conditions.
It’s been well documented that Giovanni di Palma makes some of the best pizza and roast chicken in this city (or as he’ll tell you, the country). But have you seen his Instagram?
Antico Pizza owner to pay 56 employees $329,445 to settle complaints he cheated them out of overtime pay
Giovanni Di Palma, the rags-to-riches founder of Antico Pizza, will pay $329,445 in back wages and damages to 56 employees of his restaurants—the result of a six-month federal Department of Labor investigation that concluded that Di Palma had not paid overtime to workers and that also claimed he threatened retaliation (including deportation) against workers he suspected were talking to investigators.
The absolute worst part about my otherwise enviable job? Parking. Depending on where I go, I’m left to navigate wonky meters, spiral-of-death garages (Empire State South), ridiculously steep terrain (Bell Street Burritos in south Buckhead), and dark, suspicious lots (basically everywhere in Little Five Points and East Atlanta).