On the way into Atlanta, our flight attendant had told me that ATL had food options---much better than the West coast, she said. It's certainly true that some restaurants were open but the large majority were not. I arrived at Terminal D for my departure and found two options in the food court: the bar and Famous Famiglia. As I walked to my gate I saw that Five Guys was also open. A good slice of pizza is always welcome in my book. This was quite good: fresh, tangy sauce, nice cheese. The fresh part was a welcome surprise given the tiny number of patrons. I watched the evening as I ate. ATL was quiet, downright sleepy, more like a small rural airport visited by 172s and Arrows. I appreciate the Famous Famiglia staff for their hazard duty and their memorable pizza.
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