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The Weekend Guide

Another weekend on the couch watching Janice Dickinson? How about a fashionable alternative? Say, Atlanta’s debut Weekend Guide, your new regularly scheduled Thursday programming.

EAT
Tenuta Il Falchetto Vino
What:
The Italian wines are national exclusives at The Grape’s Atlanta ...

The Daily Grind

Sometimes, you want to go where everybody knows your name. And sometimes you wouldn’t mind if someone there remembered your daily coffee order, too.

And lucky you, a new spot promises both: Gathering Grounds coffee shop is now open.

Why ...

The Thai Is High

When attempting to lift one’s mood, so many options fall short. Shoes break. Blowouts become helmet hair. But a steaming bowl of coconut soup? That almost always does the trick.

So it’s little wonder, then, that SbyDee (pronounced sa-by-dee) ...

There’s the Rub

You’re so VIP. As in, when you stroll into neighborhood hotspots, you don’t just rub shoulders: People rub your shoulders for you.

So naturally, you must know that Taurus is offering patio massages. Each Thursday, beginning at 5:30 p.m., anyone ...

Tempting Fate

Early on you learned the difference between things worth waiting for (toasted Mint Milanos before bed) and what to take simply because it’s there (the straggler you found under the stove this morning).

And now, since Teuscher Chocolates of Switzerland ...

That’s the Spirit

At the end of a long workday, there’s often little to keep you from falling into bed.

But our bet is you just haven’t had the proper incentive to perk up. So get your behind to Verve lounge, opening Friday ...

Take a Ride on the Southside

When mentioning anything OTP to a die-hard ITPer, you’re likely to be met with some obligatory icks and eeews. Suggest dining at a farmhouse on the Southside, for example, and Izzy ITP is likely to split her True Religions ...

Comfort Food

Little sis is in town this weekend. The same one whose historic disregard for your cashmere collection led to a relationship that made Brenda and Kelly look like lovebirds.

What to do? Bury the hatchet — and both your forks ...