My Dinner with Ludacris

I’ve spent a lot of time in Atlanta over the last 10 years (best friend, godson). I used to pretty much refuse to go out to eat unless it was for Busy Bee's fried chicken, or a place that had Anne Quatrano/Clifford Harrison’s name on it. So I’m hugely thrilled at just how good the local restaurant scene has gotten.

It would take too long to list list all the great new places; here's just a few. For one: La Pietra Cucina, which is camping out in a small room while they wait for the larger space to be renovated. The chef, Bruce Logue, used to cook at Manhattan’s Babbo; now he’s making homemade calabrese sausage dip and risotto with porcini and hazelnuts. And at another point, I might talk more about how insanely happy I was at Holeman & Finch—especially at 10 p.m., when they ring a cowbell and burger service starts. Besides the food (that awesome burger; farm-egg-and-pancetta carbonara), they have one of the country’s elite bartenders, Greg Best, mixing drinks. If I lived in Atlanta, I’d go there every day and end up on TV’s The Biggest Loser, or in rehab, or both.

Ludacris

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