Back in the day, there was a group of adventurers. They were foodies whose eyes were set to the stars. The newest, hottest restaurant in town was always a great place to wile away the hours, but eventually, something different was needed. Something authentic. Something real.
They called themselves the Buford Highway Adventure Club. They would meet, and carpool to some quiet little eatery the rest of the world hadn’t heard about. One night it would be for some amazing Vietnamese pho. Another night, some transcendent Mongolian barbeque. Another night, ultra-authentic Mexican cow tongue tacos served out of a building that may have had a previous life as a dry cleaning shack. Another night, pull-no-punches sushi at a miraculous 10-seat bar. Tales of their adventures shall be told throughout the ages.
30341 contains Chamblee, a somewhat residential nook of town that’s more dominated by the Peachtree-DeKalb Airport. It also contains Embry Hills, a portion of town located just south of the Spaghetti Junction (the confusing place where I-85 and I-285 meetup). But it also contains Buford Highway.
Buford Highway is a melting pot in a city that’s already a melting pot. A multi-ethnic paradise where people from across the globe have set up shop. There are some retail options on this industrial stretch of road that will turn some heads and provide a few cool finds, but when people in Atlanta talk about Buford Highway, they’re talking about the food. About the bahn mi at Lee’s bakery, the burritos at Taco Veloz, and the marinated eggplant at the only Indonesian joint in the city. And then, they talk about the Buford Highway Adventure Club.
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