Cheap Eats: Nick’s To Go
Wednesday, April 30th, 2008
Nick’s Food To Go (240 Martin Luther King Jr. Drive, 404-521-2220, www.nicksfood.com) is the quintessential hole in the wall you’ve probably passed by a hundred times but never entered. The tiny Greek gem is a complete family affair with Nick Poulous working the front and his wife, Helen, and their daughters, Evie and Angela, in the kitchen. Although there is no dining area — don’t even try to eat inside or you’ll get a fatherly scolding from Nick — the comforting food travels well and is always made to order.
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(Text and photo by Jennifer Zyman)




We live in Grant Park. For several years, we were awakened every morning by the crowing of a rooster. I never figured out if he was someone’s pet or a fugitive from the zoo or the victim of a rural kidnapping — kicked out of the backseat of a limo like a Mafia abductee.
Grant Park: Last summer, four hens came home to roost in this walk-in hoophouse coop complete with disco mirror ball. Their shelter, easily constructed from scrap lumber and fencing panels, can be moved throughout the yard that the birds — a Buff Orpington, Jersey Black Giant, Auracana, and Rhode Island Red — share with two beehives. Plans available for this farm-tested, low-cost coop. Suzanne & Tom Welander.
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