It's midafternoon on a Saturday, and everywhere I look, people seem to be hard at work. Laptops are whirring and fingers are flying across keyboards. Noses emerge from books just long enough to take a sip of an iced latte. I get the feeling important things are happening here. Maybe the bleached-hair nose-ring guy in the corner is storyboarding a new cartoon for Adult Swim. The tall guy with the nerdy glasses and the giant MacBook is probably working on a piece for Wired magazine.

It seems like every time I eat at Fabiano's Italian Deli, I experience a serious case of sandwich envy. No matter what I've ordered, I'm jealous the minute I catch a glimpse of someone else's meatball sub or mile-high roast beef hoagie. I can't help it - everything looks so good. Why do I have to settle for just one sandwich?

If there's a restaurant in town with a more deceptive name, I don't know of it. A place called the Georgia Grille must serve Southern food, right? Nope, try again. Georgia Grille, discreetly tucked away in a commercial strip on Peachtree Street, specializes in Southwestern food. See, it's named after the artist Georgia O'Keeffe. She lived and painted in the Southwest. Whatever. The point is, hunt this place down and eat there, because oddball name or not, Georgia Grille is something special.