Monday, July 6, 2009

Head over heels?

I’ve been walking my dogs around Lexie’s neighborhood in Decatur and every time my senses are flooded once again by the smells of Georgia. The smoky smell of a barbeque from someone’s backyard hit me right in the face like childhood. The other morning the scent of rain was thick as fog in my nose and unlike San Antonio; I knew it meant I would be able to enjoy a nice afternoon thunder shower. I’ve decided on these nice walks that if I were to move back to Georgia I would live in Decatur. It’s a few miles away from downtown Atlanta, Little 5 Points, Freedom Park, and Hwy 78 connects Decatur to Athens so it’s a straight shot. All of these places come with amazing restaurants, shops, food markets, parks, and other recreation. I’ve also discovered that there are 4 Indian Restaurants and a couple Indian Markets less than a mile from my sister’s house as well. Decatur itself has an amazing culture. The Dekalb International Farmers Market is in Decatur, I mean, what more do I need? Katy Roe and I went there today and after I found out they take food stamps it definitely became one of my favorite places in the world. I bought some amazing fresh juice for my second juice fast experience which I will be starting tomorrow with Leigh. Here are some of the Little 5 Points wonders I’m talking about.



This is the spice wall in Sevanandah, a community owned natural food market. They have an amazing selection of bulk foods, coffee, fresh produce, plus a board that tells you what’s local this week. And I can’t forget the wide array of incense and aromatic candles.

This is amazing, fun, crazy store called The Junkman’s Daughter. They have a sister store in Athens called the Junkman’s Daughter’s Brother. They have zany clothes, costumes, jewelry, gifts, posters, home accessories and a lot more.



We ate at the Vortex. It’s known for its burgers (any of which you can substitute a veggie, turkey or bison burger for the regular beef patty). It has so much flavor and spunk. It reminds me a lot of the Blind Pig Tavern in Athens, they have the same sassy attitude. Those are just a few reasons why I love Decatur. It’s a part of Atlanta I’ve always been attracted to but never got the chance to get to know it like I am now. I may be falling in love.