"I find it ironic that two of my best friends each own popular Atlanta bars within aerobic stumbling distance of my front door. Years ago I would have foamed at the mouth to be in a position that allows me to freeload booze with such abandon. I would have bounded out my door gleefully every damn day, I tell you, and descended on these places with my own personal copies of the keys I would have insisted they make for me. But those days are over, eradicated by a morning years ago when things changed."
— Hollis Gillespie, I Knew When to Bar Myself from Bingeing
"By his own admission, Grant Henry had to dumb down the decor of his provocative new dive bar on Edgewood Avenue. From the street, Sister Louisa’s Church of the Living Room & Ping-Pong Emporium (Church, for short) looks enough like the real thing that people regularly walk in expecting to find a storefront religious sanctum."
— Christiane Lauterbach, Discovery: Sister Louisa’s Church