I fucking hate sushi. Raw fish smells awful and is simply not fit for human consumption. So of course I agreed to meet The Beaver, My Favorite Person In The Whole World, and some other people at Wasabi in Ghettoberry Hood.
While waiting for the other people, The Beaver and I […]

Young Deezy and I had time to kill in Castleberry Hill on a Monday* afternoon, so we rolled up on Paschal’s. Not the old school restaurant where Martin Luther King and a bunch of famous people hung out, but a new, improved, and sanitized version.
This was a while ago**, so, I have […]

Before I moved to Ghettoberry Hood, I stopped in at No Mas Cantina for lunch. The food was all right, but not spectacular.
In contrast, the dinner served up by No Mas Cantina is much tastier. The day I moved in, I met up with The Beaver and The Republican for a […]

Elliott Street Pub is, surprisingly, a pub located on Elliott Street. Two Brooklyn brothers renovated a dilapidated building and dropped a little slice of the Northeast in Castleberry Hill. Atlanta needs more bars like the Elliott Street Pub.
As implied by the name, the Elliott Street Pub serves a variety of […]