Stereotypes are made to be broken... and conformed with. Kenny hails from the Dirty South, aka the Dirty Dirty or, simply, Atlanta. He ventured out here for a restart in life. What better place than a city linked mythologically to resurrection? Kenny has a penchant for all things creative. Art, music, homemade gin and tonics, architecture, writing and sweet tea are all important aspects of the world of Kenny Bump. You will catch him strolling Downtown for that evasive perfect meal, or to just to mingle with the peeps at a First Friday. If you want to know anything about the stereotypes of the South, the magnificence of grits or why sweet tea is a viable resource, then Kenny is your guy. He currently resides in the Garfield district.
I had heard of a cool bar that is tucked away at 7th Avenue and McDowell. I suppose SideBar is my diamond in the rough, and that gives it a huge lead on every other place. Now I just have to find it again.
I must preface this with the fact that I am a beer snob. I like my brew to be awesome. That is my only requirement.
While perusing the Breadfruit menu, I felt the urge to enjoy something truly unique. Lucky for this old soul, the wait staff was more than kind to point my hankerin’ stomach towards the Sorrel.
It was suggested that this night of adventure needed to kick off right. Thus, the lavish, new St. Francis was selected for its holy name, apparently.
My quest this week was to find the holy grail of summer drinks, the Picoso, a muddled highball concoction of tequila, pineapple, fiery jalapeño and citrus.
For this wondrous journey, I didn’t even need to leave my neighborhood. The Garfield District is blessed with one of those rare finds, the Welcome Diner.
The aroma of ginger is strong as I take my first sip. So smooth. That sweet ginger mixed with apples, oranges and limes… oh my! I feel like I might be all right with this deliciousness.