Fat Matt's Rib Shack

Atlanta has stopped functioning because of a piddly 4 inches of snow. Apparently, the city only has 11 snow plows, and cannot cope with the "inclement weather." Hundreds of flights have been canceled. To my benefit, this meant that the second leg of my friend Dan's flight from Guatemala to NYC via Atlanta was waylaid, and I had a chance to catch up with an old friend. Since this was Dan's first time in Atlanta, we went to Fat Matt's Rib Shack to check out the famous Atlantan BBQ joint (between a dry rub BBQ and wet-sauce-dripping-everywhere-Texan style BBQ) and the local live blues scene. The succulent ribs were so deliciously tender that everything (and I mean EVERYTHING: meat, cartilage, etc.) all fell off the bone upon the first bite. Oh, and the live blues band kept ROCKIN' despite the snow storm!!

BTW, if you have time to read this blog, you should really be spending your time reading Dan's new book, instead: Outrageous Fortunes: Twelve New Trends That Will Reshape the Global Economy. Available now via Amazon (and in Kindle version too). And if you end up making shitloads of money after reading his book, please come back and take me out to lunch at Per Se.