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I didn’t even go to Georgia Tech.  But I did enjoy years of working in Midtown in close proximity to the shanty at 14th and State that provided some of the best, if not truly authentic (so say the South Florida snobs), Cuban Sandwiches.

I called him Senor Ramirez, and have since learned his name was Silvesonso (I think he told it to me once and I couldn’t understand/remember it).  His wife died several years ago, and the place just wasn’t the same, though the sandwiches were.   I ordered un clasico todo el tiempo, con jalapenos, with CASH ONLY.  When was the last time you found a place where something was so good that people didn’t exercise a desire to choose?

Atlanta lacks a lot of places you won’t find elsewhere, and I’ll miss taking visitors to that place, because so many of us here are seeking the small cultural hotspots that define NYC, Chicago, SF, etc.

Just read the authenticity in the reviews here. God bless Senor Ramirez and his legacy. He had a brand without a brand.  A product that was too good for the glitz of a brand. And a brand of humanity.  Adios, KKG.

 Thanks to Fubuki on Flickr for the image.