According to standard resolution policy, you should be running on a treadmill and eating superfruits right now. According to you, you should be purchasing a mansion and eating meat-stuffed meat right now. Yep, you win. Behold: your 2014 anti-resolutions.
Eating a burger the size of a lap dog is ill-advised. But that didn’t stop Villains from creating an off-menu pepper jack cheeseburger... that’s topped with a piece of Nashville hot chicken, bacon and four condiments. Or you from really, really wanting that.
If you want to appear professional, carry a briefcase. If you want to appear like you’re about to hop on a biplane with a suitcase full of neatly stacked bills and gold throwing stars, carry this black, brass-accented one with illustrations of half-naked women all over the lining. Yeah, do that.
There are two ways your relationship with this new cigar bar called Prince Place can go. 1) Occasionally stop by to smoke domestic cigars. No harm done. 2) Get a $3,600 annual membership that grants you things like private access and gratis drinks during certain hours. Yes harm done.
Call your accountant. Tell him you’re thinking about buying this mansion that’s now on the market in Buckhead. Explain how it has things you need. Like seven kitchens, a wine cellar, a heated pool, a theater and two gyms. Then fire him if he lets you do this.
Go to Atmosphere and ask for the pied de cochon farçi in your best “I’m ordering something French and extravagant” accent. Soon enough, some boneless pig’s feet stuffed with foie gras will show up. Make a joke about how it’s like French turducken and call it a day.
