Stone Mountain

Crushing low ABV lagers after a bike ride to Stone Mountain has never been easier. Nestled in a granite outcropping between Main Street and the Park entrance, this old Pure™ filling station has taken on a new life as late 80s nostalgia oozes from grease patinaed walls. “It’s WWF meets the Max,” said the man at the bar who looked remarkably like a young Tom Selleck. Call it what you will, it is adaptive reuse at its best and is proving to be an instant favorite among locals and neon chasers alike.