A pip of a restaurant. Yup, the opening sentence was written before I stepped through the door. Actually I ended up here because it's one of the few Atlanta down home cooking spots open relatively late at night during the week.

But good eating it is. Fried chicken, greens, mac and cheese and a bowl of dipping gravy. For dessert, sweet potato cheesecake, dripped with caramel. All around good eating.

Alas neither Gladys nor any Pips were there that night.