Meridith Ford
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution 03/15/2007

“No one in Atlanta does the diner gig the way these guys do: The curved counter, the deco block glass in the windows, the intown address, the empty pastry case, the darned good grub. The waitresses are the sweetest on the planet, and they bring food fast and hot. A diverse clientele bridges the gap between locals in search of a good meal that's priced right and the yuppie crowd's cravings for somethin' good to eat in a groovy setting. Breakfast is served throughout the day, with whole wheat biscuits and homemade berry preserves, stone-ground grits and “the Heap” of fried potatoes. The omelets are fluffy but with backbone, cooked to order; the heaping slices of French toast will change your view of religion and possibly politics. Lunch is also worthy, whether you opt for eggs and bacon, a stuffed spud or a chopped salad.
The biscuits here are different, and no one minds saying so. They're made with whole wheat, but they stay light with a crunchy crust, once baked. Smeared with butter and house-made preserves, they'll take you back to a place most of us don't go often enough — home.”