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With a bad taste in my mouth from Paolo Nutini's horrific performance the night before, or perhaps it was from the Charlie G's combo at The North Highland Pub that masqueraded as dinner, we woke up early to test out Java Jive's limited-time only pumpkin pancakes. I would forego sleeping in any time for a plate of this fluffy goodness made with LOTS of nutmeg and complete with cinnamon syrup on the side. They will be available again during the last two weekends in November -don't miss your chance! And if you're lucky, you will get a side of server humor - ours regaled us with tales of his parents' double wedding (but don't ask him any questions about it because, after all, he wasn't around yet) after claiming he has the best cell phone wallpaper ever: the cover of The Random House Dictionary. Again, don't ask questions, just let him lead you through tastytown.
So I went on a little lunchtime shopping spree on Friday for some new winter shoes, since I left my go-to pair of cold weather kicks from '06 in a hotel last week. (Yes, I am easily distracted by a room that you do not have to clean and a bed you do not have to make and therefore tend to leave key articles of clothing and accessories behind in my mesmerized state because all I really needed were my memories of that luxury mattress and giant tub). But, I digress...as I removed my recent purchases from the shopping bag and thought about my next outing during which I could try out said shoes - it came to me! Who would appreciate my purchases more than the man of new shoes himself...yes, by now you should have caught on and are humming his breakout hit, Mr. Paolo Nutini. I just happen to have tickets to his show this weekend at the Tabernacle - how's that for synchronicity?! Sting and The Police would be so proud. What they would not be proud of, however, is Paolo Nutini's stage presence, or lack thereof. While his two opening acts, Serena Ryder and Sarah Barielles, sang their hearts out, Paolo couldn't be bothered. He also couldn't be bothered to stand up straight or actually look at the audience through his Cousin It mane (see below). We PAID for full frontal, Paolo! Not this hunched over sideways stance shit. His rendition of "New Shoes" was certainly NOT worthy of my new purchase. And "Rewind" made me want to, well, rewind the evening a few hours to the car ride where we could listen to his CD and still imagine he had talent. The only song that showed any type of personality was his cover of Moby's "Natural Blues" - go figure. Atlanta was the last city on his tour - way to go out with a bang, buddy.
By the way, did anyone know that the Tabernacle sells pizza by the slice? Weird.
With a bad taste in my mouth from Paolo Nutini's horrific performance the night before, or perhaps it was from the Charlie G's combo at The North Highland Pub that masqueraded as dinner, we woke up early to test out Java Jive's limited-time only pumpkin pancakes. I would forego sleeping in any time for a plate of this fluffy goodness made with LOTS of nutmeg and complete with cinnamon syrup on the side. They will be available again during the last two weekends in November -don't miss your chance! And if you're lucky, you will get a side of server humor - ours regaled us with tales of his parents' double wedding (but don't ask him any questions about it because, after all, he wasn't around yet) after claiming he has the best cell phone wallpaper ever: the cover of The Random House Dictionary. Again, don't ask questions, just let him lead you through tastytown. 
