Props to Nava

Typically anytime I have to go to Buckhead for anything I've resigned myself to 50 hours of therapy at Manuel's Tavern.

Today should be no different. I typically schedule lunches with sources on my off days because those days are guaranteed that I won't have any kind of breaking news assignment getting in the way. It's the little things that put you ahead of the competition, whether it's tens of thousands of poker hands or just a couple more miles run every day.

I did that today at Nava, a Southwestern-style restaurant in the trendy Buckhead district.

It turned out that they brought out the wrong order, a sirloin steak salad instead of the spicy sirloin I ordered.

I didn't go on tilt when they had to remake it -- I'd actually gotten used to waiting for lunch after going with Gnome to Ann's Snack Bar.

When the steak came out, the manager apologized. Like I said before, I wasn't put off by the order mix-up.

It turned out the restaurant picked up not only my meal, but my source's as well. It's pretty astounding to see that kind of great service these days, which is why I give props to them.

That kind of thing sticks out in a cat's mind. I'll definitely consider them the next time I venture to Buckhead.