One of the few benefits of the highway disaster is the excuse to drive through different parts of town and try different places. If all the roads are terrible, I may as well mix things up a bit. The White House Diner is on Peachtree in Buckhead, nestled in the middle of a tiny strip mall that dates from Buckhead's days as a sleepy enclave on the edge of town. The parking lot was packed as I came in with just one spot left. Inside, the place was bustling with activity: customers fueled up and discussed their businesses with each other; servers and cooks moved quickly to prepare the meals. The décor was classic modern Greek diner, complete with pictures of beautiful Greek beaches.
Here is my breakfast: veggie omelet, grits, whole wheat bread. Everything was good. The vegetable selection in the omelet was one of the best I've had in awhile. The tomatoes were a special hit with their tartness. My server was friendly and smiling and kept the coffee coming.
Buckhead is in the middle of a radical transformation from prosperous suburb to something more like a cross between Rodeo Drive and Century City in Los Angeles. Not everything has changed. The White House is still here; you can still take a short stroll after breakfast to shop for guns and stereo equipment. I hope that the future doesn't completely steamroll the past in Buckhead. Some things are good just as they are.