There are a number of great coffee shops in Atlanta but sometimes I feel it necessary to travel OTP (outside of the perimeter) to grad a traditional cup of coffee from my favorite French people at Roswell Provisions. With the cold weather behind us, I threw on my new favorite button back top, a pair
Now that the weather is cooling down in Atlanta, I find myself craving hot drinks constantly to put a little warmth back into my step. I’ve realized that I can’t drink caffeine after 1PM so one afternoon I decided to settle down with Atlantas best hot chocolate at Cacao in the Virginia Highlands. White Jeans
Very rarely do you happen upon a restaurant touting itself to be a fine Southern eatery with it’s food still making you feel comforted and the spirits filling you with warmth and nostalgia. However, in Atlanta the most perfect of Southern restaurants exists in the Shops at Buckhead Atlanta called The Southern Gentleman. On one such gray
Sometimes Atlanta keeps secrets from me. Completely rude, I definitely agree. But alas, she has secrets that sometimes get shared and then sometimes forgotten. I was happy enough to stumble upon the most wonderful secret that I had never heard of: Westside Market.
Atlanta never ceases to amaze me. The food options are endless and the menus constantly changing. You would need 12 stomachs and a lifetime to eat your way through the city! There was one thing on our mind that particular morning: Portofino pop up brunch.
Last weekend, the sun finally came out, the temperature dropped below 30 degrees which naturally made me crave tacos and an ice cold margarita. Well, to be fair, I already had a taco date planned with Sarah and regardless the weather we decided to head out anyway. It was still a bright, beautiful, sunny Winter’s
While unpacking our new home all day, we were working up quite a hunger. We grabbed a quick lunch, but hadn’t had time to settle into a full meal the whole weekend while we moved cities. Dinner time rolled around and we knew just the spot to hit-the-spot just down the road: Gypsy Kitchen. Jacket
A couple weekends ago, Monique, Paolo, and I decided to make the most of a crisp Fall day and drive along Georgia’s Wine Highway in Dahlonega to find a good place to whet our whistle. Off of Hwy 60, Riley Road pointed us towards an interesting sign labeled “Wolf Mountain Vineyards” so we whipped our
In my book, there’s nothing that cures a case of the gray skies quite like seeking out a new brunch spot in Atlanta. Last Saturday, we decided to brighten up the dreary week with a trip to Ormsby’s for a little brunching. I threw together my favorite plaid shirt dress, puffer vest and riding boot