Chris and I got up really early today @ 6:30 to go have breakfast. The place that we were going to go no longer exists...which seems to be a common theme with restaurants in Atlanta, so we phoned the only person we knew would be up that early on a Sunday morning, Derek, our pastor. He suggested The White House. They were still closed when we got there, but they let us in anyway. It's a traditional breakfast diner type place. I'm still not sure if there's a history behind all the presidential paraphernalia.