by Luciana Y. on One word describes this place: LAME! - The place looks like a garage: I'm cool with it. - It's underground (doesn't seem too safe): I'm cool with it. - It's kind of crowded: I'm cool with it. - It's very smoky: I'm cool with it - People wearing sunglasses inside: I'm cool with it - People smoking weed at the exit door: I'm cool with it - Extremely loud: I'm cool with it - No place to park: I'm cool with it - Stalkers next to the ATM machine: I'm cool with it - The entrance smells like urine: I'm cool with it - People trying to break-dancing kicking other people around them: I'm cool with it - Chicks dancing on top of the tables showing their 30-A size bras: I'm cool with it - The DJ not knowing what the hell he's doing: I'm NOT cool with it! This is pure BS! I've heard so much about this place that I always wanted to go there. A friend of mine came to Atlanta to visit me last weekend and I took her to MJQ. We had to leave after 30 minutes because the place was way too lame to stay longer. The DJ had not clue of what he was doing. The DJ was playing some terrible music and the way he was mixing it was just horrible. Not just that, besides of the unexperienced DJ, there was a dude screaming on the microphone really bad, he sounded like Lil Wayne with cold and sore throat! I've been in weird places before, actually, I enjoy weird places, I'm not into the fancy, glamorous, upscale places. If I go somewhere is because of the music. If a place is nice but has no good music, what's the point of going there? In conclusion, I want my $10 back!!!
by Jeanelle S. on Holy sweet baby jebus, this brisket is great! The thing about airports is you're pretty captive once you pass through that security gate. Due to the work schedule of my gracious host, I arrived at the airport a LOT earlier than I ordinarily try to be there. I had lots of time to kill. In that time, I got a little hungry. I saw the sign for Salt Lick BBQ, and based off the recommendations of my friends, I figured it was worth a shot. When in Rome, do as the Romans. So I ordered the brisket sandwich combo (came with a bag of chips and a drink). The whole deal ran me about $10, which for airport fare, seemed about right. At first it seemed like a LOT of bread on that sandwich. And it kinda was. There was also a kind of honey mustard type sauce slathered on the bun. But when I took a bite of that precious brisket? My world was changed. I was immediately turned into Prince and Sinead O'Connor, as I felt like belting out NOTHING COMPARES 2 U! Seriously. This brisket was perfectly juicy, smoky and flavorful. And there was magic in the way that mustardy glaze interacted with that beef. I should've brought some brisket back with me. I think I will now find ways to have random connecting flights through ABIA JUST so I can eat this brisket more often. And as far as airport food goes, this is about as good as it gets.
