Tag: Scott Antiques Market (Atlanta GA)

Weekend with The Folks (Hers): Aquarium, Antiques & Buddha! + Derby

First off, hooray for Chinese Buddha reopening. A favorite of ours, this Chinese restaurant had been closed for months, after forced to relocate to a new venue. Time went by, with its opening continually pushed back. Questions arose, would we ever have the good food we craved, how much tackiness would remain, would this picture be hanging in the foyer like in the original?


The answer are yes, not much and no.

Yes, the food is back, they reopened on Sunday. We got dishes that we had before the restaurant’s closing, and there was no difference. You can tell new waitstaff is finding their pace. One thing new thing… white people as waiters. One person missing, our favorite cranky waiter.

Tacky, no. The restaurant is beautiful, a bit too much so for my taste. We heard other patrons commenting about the nice digs, and wondering if the Mick “Ick” Jagger picture would return. I doubt he and friends will be appearing in public again.

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Our first visit to Buddha was just us, our second (of the week) was with my in-laws. They liked it very much as well. While there, a hellacious rain storm swept away the blues skies. Before Buddha, we took the ‘rents to the Dekalb Farmers Market. It took awhile for them to overcome being overwhelmed, but then the shopping commenced.

Dinner was followed by a trip to the Aquarium. Special late-night hours made the visit great. Fewer people, much fewer kids and adult drinks. Again, in-laws were pleased.

Next day, we hit the Scott Antiques Market. The 2 massive complexes house loads of dealers, but few bargains, and we left spending money only on some cheap hot dogs and ice cream. A trip to Trader Joe’s was made and dinner at 6 Feet Under made everyone fat and happy.

And now that they have left, I will be doing derby tonight, the Denim Demons vs. Sake Tuyas.

Blather: A Post-Ado about Nothing

A recap of the last few days:

Earlier in the week, I ran around the Castleberry Arts District and passed my resume out to 5 galleries. I talked to all but one of the owners and none of the people acted like I handed them a dead fish when I gave them my resume. It’s interesting to see an arts district in the making, with all the galleries being between 6 month and a year old. Everyone was talkative and generous with information. No promises were made or expected and hopefully I planted the seeds for future work.

Managed to get some work, a 14.5 hour day on Friday at the Ferst Center. Got there at 9am, left at 11:30pm. Good show, the Five Browns, a collection of piano-playing siblings (between highschool and college age) that all went to Julliard. It was a sold-out show, with lots of younger folks in the audience, which thrilled the family. After the show, got to see the parents and kids backstage, very nice, very un-diva-y. They have just started touring and will have no problem doing well. Between the people and the work, I’m digging the Ferst Center, and hoping to get more gigs there.

The picture above is one of the five Steinways that was on stage. It is brighter than the surrounding pianos because only its lights were one, no photoshop. I was in a Genie Lift onstage working with lights, giving me a great vantage point for the photo. The Ferst Center’s backstage and dressing rooms are filled with wall art from previous groups and productions, see below for one of my favorites.

Saturday, walked around the neighborhood. It’s a shame that spray-paint doesn’t come with spell-check


Sunday, went to the Scott Antique Market. Normally $3 to get in but our late arrival had the ticket takers waive our admission. 300,000 plus square feet of exhibition space, with over 2,400 booths… that’s what the website said and we believed it. Didn’t find much in the mid-century mod that we tend to like which was fine since we have no money to spare. We proved that point when we dined at Costco, 2 hotdogs and 2 sodas for $3.50.

Monday had us entertained friends that had been displaced by the hurricanes. Katrina took out their New Orleans home, and they left to stay with family in Texas. While visiting family in Virginia, Rita knocked trees into their Texas residence and left it without power for weeks. Since our stay in Atlanta will be a limited one, we didn’t sell our Vegas house. Our friends may be taking us up on the offer to stay there, and take a vaction away from damaged cities and broken infrastructure. It’s the least we can do.

Tuesday had me accomplishing less then I wanted. All I got done were the dishes; no resumes handed out, no new leads, nothing to get more money coming in. I did sent a thank-you to the guy that pointed me to the Ferst Center. Oh, well, at least its not raining.