This week, we have a very fucking special Fucktard of the Week™ feature. It all starts with the motherfucking goddamn tree hugging hippie environmentalist douchebags. Because these cocksuckers refuse to let agencies build any goddamn roads, there are no alternate routes in Atlanta. So, when the interstate is fucked, everyone is hosed. […]

My second night in the PGH, I dropped into The Grille on Seventh for dinner. The food was not so good. It was decent by Pittsburgh standards, but poor in comparison to Atlanta. I will not belabor this, as the bartender was fucking awesome.
I was wearing my Southern Tier shirt […]

This was originally titled “Pirates at PNC Park.” Since the Pirates did not bother showing up to play the Diamondbacks, I dropped them from the headline. Despite the lack of effort from the hometown team, PNC Park is beautiful. A highlight of the park is the spectacular view of downtown Pittsburgh across […]

While Fellini’s and Nick’s Pizza Stop produce reasonable facsimiles, pizza in the south just is not real pizza. So, while chilling in Pittsburgh, I made it a priority to consume some decent pizza.
Villa Real is an authentic northeastern pizza joint. The interior is dimly lit and a patina of age hangs […]

At Bravo Franco’s, I ordered veal for dinner. Mostly because the thought of torturing cows amuses me. Cows are quite possibly one of the stupidest animals in existence - only slightly smarter than the average Atlanta driver - and deserve their fate. Also, veal tastes good. The veal Parmesan was tender […]