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Smoking Ban Atlanta bars

Yes, Atlanta needed to ban smoking in bars. But . . .

There are two certainties in a bar that allows smoking: 1) The drinks are cheap, and 2) The bar has history. Those are two precious commodities these days, especially in a city that, like many cities, is morphing into one giant luxury apartment building with a generic name.
Paper whites amaryllis condo Atlanta

As a farm boy in a glitzy Peachtree condo, bulbs were my saving grace

The thing about living in the sky is that you can lose your grounding. Instead of freeing me, the high-rise life had unmoored me.
Atlanta BeltLine

It’s the best time to be an Atlantan. It might also be the worst.

In the city's constant compulsion to reinvent itself, it lost an important part of itself instead.
Brisket in Atlanta

My quest for amazing brisket led me to a new butcher in Kirkwood

During the High Holidays, I experience a sudden urge to quest for and cook authentic Jewish food. Finding a perfect brisket isn't always easy, but with perfect timing, a buzzy new butcher/baker, Evergreen, recently opened near my neighborhood in Kirkwood.

Confessions of a yardworkaholic

A few summers ago, as my family pulled into our Kirkwood driveway after a vacation, my yardwork addiction hit a low point. Before unloading a single boogie board or sand-dusted chair, I scurried into our front yard and yanked out a few weeds. I couldn’t stand their presence another second.
Growing older

Growing older has me trading bar carts for tea sets—and I’m perfectly okay with that

One thing I’ve learned is that with age comes the wisdom to know that trends will come and go, but classic design will never go out of style.

Embracing my inner “wintrovert”

Wintroversion takes many years of faithful practice. It is a meditation, a seasonal discipline. It is a time that spans the end of an old year and beginning of the new, which invites metamorphosis. Things slow down, and your body is given the grace to catch up with your life.

That Tree Has Been Here

I’m heading to Pointe Coupee, Louisiana, and when I arrive, I’ll meet Ernest J. Gaines himself.
Nature

Essay: Sometimes we are blind to to the beauty of this world

On this morning the sky was a transparent blue-and-white bowl, resting upside down on the far horizons. Situated within this bowl was my heartland, my beloved Georgia. The sky was as blue as china, as blue as a bluebird, cerulean blue, the blue of the Caribbean, blue as the bluest eye; it arched like a cathedral over me, vaulted over everything I love, and I was in love with everything it covered, whether I wanted to love or not.

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