Miss the Chick- . . . Fil-A that is
Since leaving Atlanta in 1995 there are a few things that I really miss about the south and Atlanta in particular. Food is always at the heart of a good southerner where during family or friend get together outings it is impossible to finish the meal you are eating without discussions of the next meal in a few hours. It is a southern thing that has been passed generation to generation . . . father to son . . . mother to daughter. It is a way of tradition of a proud people. Growing up I lived in the downtown are and The Varsity drive-in was just a few blocks away so it was not a big deal to walk there and get a chili dog and a coke or if you had the extra money a frosted orange drink. Those were great times and fond memories. Another one was the Auburn Avenue Rib Shack a staple of great southern BBQ. I used to go there many times with my old friend Lewis Grizzard, another one I miss a lot, Catfish too. They were best buddies! There is always Waffle House and Cracker Ba