West Egg

I have been dying to eat at West Egg in Atlanta since I heard they had a real, old-fashion, film photo booth. I love photo booths as much as the next guy, but the photography major in me swoons at the smell of developer and fixer. Add great food, and what’s not to like? I’ve been looking for days we could make some kind of excuse to go to Atlanta, and then Brandon had to do an Equipment Return, so Sawyer and I tagged along, hoping we could squeeze it in since it was right up the street from the office he had to go to. We didn’t have time to get a full meal, but grabbed some great cupcakes and jumped in the photo booth. We’ll definitely be going back for the food and more pictures.