i spent the holidays in atlanta and just have to share some good ol’ southerness for my west coast friends. i met up with my friend Hunter at the flying biscuit. i explained to JC on the way there that this place was famous for its biscuits and shockingly, in all my years of living in atlanta, i had never eaten there. even more shocking was that on a wednesday at 10:30am there was still a 45 minute wait! but the food and the company were fantastic and the best part of the meal was explaining to JC what grits are and watching him drink sweet tea.
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