I accomplished nothing major over the weekend, but a lot of little advances were made.
I wasn’t sure what I was going to do for dinner on Friday. I had eaten a fairly large lunch at the “XYZ Corp” company picnic before pulling an Irish Exit in order to beat some traffic. I wanted to make a trip up to Krobar to buy the necessary ingredients for the Slow Cooker Chicken and Dumplings that I made for lunch Saturday, and I also wanted to put some gas into the M6 even though I know that I am only driving a few days this week.
In the mail Friday I received a flyer for The Brass Tap. I laughed and thought my old Perimeter Mall life was beckoning me, only to read that a new location of The Brass Tap has opened in Glenwood Park in the same shopping center as Krobar!
While I have supported independent bars in East Atlanta for the eighteen years in which I’ve lived in the ITP Estate, and intend to continue to do so, I was happy to see that a chain has deemed the area worthy of a location. I don’t expect to frequent The Brass Tap, but I hope that they do well enough to remain open for a long time. Turns out that The Brass Tap has been open for four months, which shows you how often I drive along that section of Glenwood these days.
My “dinner” on Friday was a beer and some pretzels with jalapeño beer cheese dip; I told you that I wasn’t hungry. After eating I popped into Krobar and then filled the M6’s tank with gas at the Kroger gas center. This must be what it’s like living OTP… LOL!
I’ve Started Watching More TV
On Friday I received an email which made me supremely happy by alerting me that a “new” season of “The Great British Baking Show” was available for streaming from PBS. I thought that the entire season was available so imagine my disappointment when I found that only the first three episodes were available as I tried to watch the fourth episode on Saturday morning. I know that the season has aired in its entirety in Britain, so I can’t understand why they are holding them back here.
In lieu of binge watching TGBBS I started rewatching season 14 of “Top Chef”.
I should probably force myself to do all of this TV viewing while spinning the pedals on my trainer.
This Rain Has Gotten Old, I Almost Bought New Shoes To Battle It
Have you ever had a situation where you are trying to think of the name of something, or how to spell something, only to have it randomly be presented to you? This occurred for me on Saturday.
While it appears that the rain is finally subsiding for a few days in Atlanta, it appears as if it will be coming down in Germany while I am there. Dangen! I mentioned this fact last week and on Saturday I decided that I might be willing to buy rubber shoe covers, something I haven’t seen people use in forty years. I knew how to pronounce what I was seeking — “ghoul-ahshes” but had never spelled the word. Lo and behold while I was reading a story in the latest McSweeney’s Quarterly the story mentioned galoshes.
I noticed that Ugo was wearing a pair of rubber galoshes and that the concrete floor of the kitchen seemed to be glazed with a half an inch or more of water.
I drove up to REI in search of galoshes, or more accurately rubber boots since the galoshes of my youth are almost extinct, but didn’t like the pair I tried on. The biggest problem is that I am trying to pack sparingly and clunky boots are not part of the solution. So I’ll pack a second pair of Chucks to wear when the first pair get soaked. Maybe I will get lucky and it won’t rain as much as is being predicted.
What Goes Around Comes Around
I wanted to eat dinner out on Sunday, the weather was beautiful and I was itching to get out of the house for awhile. As I do often I thought “Mexican” but was torn between driving to Kirkwood to eat at El Myriachi, or potentially walking to East Atlanta Village to eat at Tomatillos.
I wound up choosing the former, only to find myself eating at the latter when I discovered how full El Myriachi was when I drove in to and out of their parking lot. I like the food at Tomatillos, though more expensive than El Myriachi, so I wasn’t really disappointed when I pulled into their mostly-empty parking lot. Besides, I should be supporting my village.
Now And Then
As I sat in Tomatillos and looked out the window I started playing back all of the changes that have occurred in my eighteen years of East Atlanta residence.
Here are the ones that I could see from my dinner perch:
Village Fitness (Ace Hardware)
Tomatillos (Wachovia Bank)
Graveyard Tavern (Graveyard Motorcycles)
The Glenwood (empty?)
empty (Gravity Pub)
empty (Burrito Art)
Here are some others that spring to mind:
Argosy EAV (a grocery store)
The Elder Tree Public House (Heaping Bowl and Brew)
Joe’s Coffee Shop (Sacred Grounds)
Union EAV (Fountainhead Lounge)
small professional offices (East Atlanta Library)
East Atlanta Library (a dry cleaner if memory server me correctly)
The EARL (empty)
Holy Taco (empty)
The Midway Pub (empty)
empty (The Echo Lounge)
empty (Earthshaking Music)
empty (The Village Vidiot)
And here are some that have remarkably stood the test of time:
Grant Central Pizza
There have been numerous restaurants, hair salons, and specialty shops that have come and gone since 1999, too many for me to recall.
It’s a short work week for me, but I’ll be gaining at least six hours on everyone later in the week so expect a blog post by the time you awake.