"Old-school, classic diners like The Majestic in Poncey Highland are basically designed for solo diners. Single-seat red leather booths and a row of stools at the counter welcome loners like us to sit for a spell and self-reflect over a plate of fluffy biscuits and gravy with chopped up sausage bits. When we need alone time to calm our thoughts, the smell of bacon sizzling on the griddle and the familiar rattle of pots and pans cradle us with sensory comfort as we gaze out at the ever-present traffic on Ponce. It’s a rite of passage to join the generations of Atlantans who have sat alone on a stool inhaling their reliable breakfast and lunch offerings since 1929. " - juli horsford, nina reeder