great experience. during an 8-hour layover at atl on our way back to los angeles, my bf and i decided to hop on the (extremely convenient) marta and explore the city.
we hit peachtree, which was, besides the tourists (oh god that was us too, oops) at olympic park and the aquarium, a ghost town.
we'd been up since about 4 am, and i made us miss our plane from raleigh (tee-hee), so we were both a little irritable, a bit tired, and extremely exhausted.
wanting to avoid chains, we stumbled onto max's, thought it closed (but clearly we were just to tired to really open the door) and our entire attitude and outlook on life transitioned in that very moment.
the entire staff, including some guests, greeted us. everyone was jovial, cute, and knowledegable about the area, the menu, the city, and interested in our day.
hank, our waiter (who also pulled us into the restaurant when we thought it closed) was amazing. he offered usgreatrecommendations, was super chill and yet engaging and charming. the pizza was comparable to the best of la and nyc (from two boots to mozza), and the portions were perfect.
we eat out often in la - a town full of culinary excellence and culinary attitude. max's cuisine and excellent service would not only compare out here, but would likely thrive.
not that everything should compare to la....typical ethnocentric entertainment guy. geez.