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Don’t get me wrong. I love Atlanta. Love Downtown. Have unabashed boosterish tendencies. But when I heard that the Atlanta City Council voted this week to approve installation of a twenty-story Ferris wheel near Centennial Olympic Park, my reaction was simple: WTF?
When I stopped by the other day, downtown Atlanta’s Metro Mall seemed to have fallen into darkness. The power was out—something about a small fire in a fuse box—though nobody seemed to notice, or at least not to care that much. Vendors used flashlights to set up shop, a customer bought jewelry by candlelight. Just another day at Atlanta’s most famous mall (at least by social-media metrics of fame).
Sme 2,400 people from around the world descended on the Westin Peachtree Plaza to suit up for Furry Weekend Atlanta, which celebrates its tenth anniversary this year. From March 14 – 17, attendees of the annual convention—designed for fans of anthropomorphism, the attribution of human characteristics and behavior to animals—gathered over three main hotel floors.
For the past ten years, nonprofit organizations Central Atlanta Progress and the Atlanta Downtown Improvement District have brought together Downtown businesses for a day of economic boosterism, toasting the past year’s successes and touting upcoming projects. Downtown Development Day, held yesterday at AmericasMart, has a real estate bent, so it was no surprise that its panel on the Atlanta Streetcar, called “Re-Shaping Atlanta Streetcar Neighborhoods for the Millennials,” included prominent real estate developers.
John Lewis came to Atlanta five decades ago as a founding leader of SNCC—the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee—and with an already impressive resume as an activist.
Among his peers, Paul Luna sticks out like an extreme skateboarder at a golf convention. As tiny and intense in his forties as he was two decades ago when he first landed in Atlanta, he has yet to cut the waist-long hair (now gray) that he braids tightly like a Na’vi in Avatar. His deep, dominant voice has mellowed, and he no longer relies exclusively on curse words for emphasis. Mostly he reserves his wrath for city bureaucrats who made liquor license and parking issues so difficult for Lunacy Black Market, the restaurant he opened in late 2009 on a blighted corner of Downtown.
If you missed last month’s Flux 2010 in Castleberry Hill (successor to Le Flash), be sure to head Downtown when Atlanta’s newest multimedia art experience, Luminocity, premieres two days after Thanksgiving. The evening kicks off at 7 p.m. with a fifty-minute performance in Woodruff Park, follo
Until now, burritos were pretty much a sideline gig for Matt Hinton, a young theologian who coped with shrinking hours at Morehouse College, where he was an adjunct professor, by starting a home delivery business. Hinton has many callings. He is, among other things, a director of documentary films, a record label owner, a pressman for his wife’s letterpress shop—and now a brand-new restaurateur.
I credit Julia Child for my first trip to the Municipal Market of Atlanta on Edgewood Avenue one bright morning in 1975. Eager to dazzle my new husband with my culinary prowess and introduce him to the food I grew up with, I had decided to make Child’s lapin à la moutarde, only to find that, back then, only poor people and country folks in Georgia ate rabbit. No regular grocery stores carried it. But the market did, so I dove into a world where my senses were assaulted by whole pigs, obscene-looking viscera, fatback encrusted with salt, baggies of edible kaolin, little bunches of yellow roots, enormous bouquets of collards, and, yes, fresh rabbit sold at the fish counter. I was hooked.