Weezy's - Review - Buckhead - Atlanta - The Infatuation
"If shelling out $10 to self park in a bumpy lot (and spending another Alexander Hamilton on a Sprite disguised as a mocktail) sounds like a blast, why wouldn’t you go to Atlanta’s sadly generic all-day brunch clubstaurant, Weezy’s? A blue neon sign on the back wall questions “why wouldn’t you,” which you’ll only see after you’ve shown a security guard your ID and received a thorough pat down. Once you’re finally seated for breakfast, order the moist powdered sugar-covered pancakes, but skip the cocktails because they’re juice box sweet. After 20 minutes of inhaling berry-scented hookah haze, you'll sigh over your crispy but bland salmon croquettes and blink at the neon sign again. The final question probably should be: “why wouldn’t you” go somewhere else to get brunch?" - Jacinta Howard
