Omnivore Atlanta

You’re probably already familiar with Yelp.com. It’s a great source of Zagat-like foodie reviews of local restaurants. There are also occasional reviews of those of us who write about food.

I found this, by Laura W., on Yelp’s review page for Cakes and Ale:

I feel the need to do this one justice, because I’m 90% sure we were sitting next to Creative Loafing reviewer Cliff Bostock at Cakes and Ale on Saturday night. Either that or some other middle-aged guy with his middle-aged male partner taking pictures of every course. But I digress.

Sigh. This is what life comes to, people. As your youth swims down the toilet, you’re just another “middle-aged guy” with a camera.

Actually, I do remember Laura and her boyfriend. They looked very young. In fact, still being hungry after the rather light meal, I wanted to bite their sweet, young necks.

I continue to get mainly good reports about Cakes and Ale, by the way. If you haven’t tried it, go soon….

This, by Kit F, was on Yelp’s review page for Apres Diem:

Cliff Bostock from the Loaf consistently says it’s the best looking wait staff…huh? Maybe for a blind person who has an Oompa Loompa fetish. But what does Cliffy know, he plays for the other team! ;)

A European Vacation this is not…but you’ll still find Clark Griswold sucking down a cold one or nibbling on a pee pee sammie. I have supported Andy’s Apres/Carpe Diem for years. From the DJ’s to the dishwashers. But throughout the years, this European cafe has trickled down to Euro Trash central. Who knew there were that many of them in Atlanta?! I think they’re coming here to steal our wimmen and me Lucky Charms!

Hey, I have played for both teams, which puts me ahead of you, experience-wise, Kit. (In another post, Kit alleges that the new MF Buckhead has the hottest staff in town.)…

Ivan S. has a very funny review of Popeyes Fried Chicken on Yelp. The Boulevard/Ponce location closed recently after a fire. Among Ivan’s notations:

Back in the olden days when I lived off of Ponce, I frequented the Ponce Popeye’s, surrounded as I was by crackheads, shemale prostitutes, and masochistic chicken addicts. I’d stop by for my weekly helping of spicy chicken served up with a generous side of abuse. But now that Ponce is no longer a daily journey for me (and the Ponce Popeye’s most likely set aflame by a deranged Cliff Bostock), I satisfy my craving at the Windy Hill location.

Hurrah! I’m a deranged, middle-aged, gay arsonist! Hurrah!

(Image of middle-aged vampire after dining at Cakes and Ale from Harbor Haunt.)

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